So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

"This Xie Jinghong is definitely more than what he seems."

"You also know Qin Yi's family situation. I suspect that Qin Yi's approach to Xie Jinghong is not just for love."

Jun Lin has begun to suspect that Qin Yi has other purposes in approaching Xie Jinghong.

But he wouldn't say these things explicitly.

Shen He was quite moved as he listened to Jun Lin's analysis.

Jun Lin was indeed a child from a red family in Kyoto. Based on just the superficial information he had found, he became suspicious of Qin Yi.

Looking at Jun Lin seriously, Shen He said: "No matter what, Qin Yi is the little sister that Cousin Xiao loves the most. Cousin Xiao trusts her, what about you?"

"Jun Lin, do you trust Qin Yi?"

Jun Lin and Shen He looked at each other in silence.

He smiled with relief and sighed, "I always believe in my lover's vision."

Jun Lin changed the subject and talked about the Mu family, his tone was somewhat disgusted: "The ancestors of this Mu family have never been involved in human affairs. Mu Xiao, that old duck, is not upright at the top, and Mu Tingyun, the son, is not upright at the bottom."

"Lady Shen, it's a good thing that you and the third elder of the Mu family broke up."

There is obviously something wrong with Xie Jinghong.

If the Mu family and the Xie family really have a close relationship, then the Mu family is truly a dangerous place.

It’s also a good thing that Shen He can stay away from that place of trouble.

"Let's go and eat."

...

Every May, Qing City holds a grand medical charity dinner hosted by the Qing City Red Cross Society.

Because of Shen Jinyan, the Shen family also received an invitation to the charity event this year.

This is the first time that Shen He has participated in a public event on behalf of the head of the Shen family. The Shen family attaches great importance to tonight's event.

Early in the morning, Second Aunt called Shen He and informed her: "Miao Miao, I asked the styling team to come to your house to do your styling. The appointment is at three o'clock in the afternoon. Remember not to be late."

"This is your first time to represent our Shen family in a large-scale event, so you can't let us down. The old lady is worried and wants to accompany you in person."

"...good."

Shen He returned to the Shen family at 2:30.

The styling team has arrived and is doing Ms. Zhong’s makeup.

Today's occasion was grand, and Ms. Zhong put on the cheongsam that she had kept in her closet for many years.

It was a black traditional-cut cheongsam made of high-quality velvet, made by a famous cheongsam master. When worn by Ms. Zhong, it made her look even more elegant and calm.

"Shen He."

Ms. Zhong waved at her, pointed at a row of dresses in the living room, and asked her, "Go and pick one and see which one suits you best."

Shen He is young and has a good figure, so she can wear any style. It just depends on which one is more suitable for tonight's style.

She didn't think much about it and picked out a dark gold strapless sequined dress, not for any other reason but simply because it was the shiniest and most luxurious.

Once the lights come on, everyone will definitely pay attention.

And she was going to do something high-profile tonight, so naturally she had to dress more high-profile.

Seeing Shen He pick the shiniest dress, Ms. Zhong was a little surprised. She said, "I thought you would pick the lavender dress."

Shen He has fair skin, and the lavender dress will highlight her beauty even more when she wears it.

Shen He smiled mysteriously, "No, tonight, the main attraction is to be dazzling."

Hearing this, Ms. Zhong felt like there was going to be something good to watch tonight.

When I was putting on makeup and doing my hair, the stylist's assistant suddenly came over holding a jewelry box.

Shen He noticed the jewelry box from Box World Luxury Jewelry B and wondered, "Is your studio so high-end?"

The young stylist covered her mouth with her hands and laughed, waving her hands and saying, "How can we do that? The jewelry was loaned to us by the brand."

The assistant opened the box.

Shen He was almost blinded by the set of expensive jewelry in the box.

If she was not mistaken, this was a collection-level jewelry set from House B, a piece that could be displayed in a brand display cabinet.

and...

This thing looks so familiar!

Depend on!

Isn’t this the jewelry in Song Jingcheng’s collection room!

After Song Jingcheng passed away in his previous life, it was taken by Qin Yinong and placed in the most conspicuous cabinet in the display cabinet in the cloakroom!

Qin Yinong was reluctant to wear it.

Glancing at the stylist with a half-smile, Shen He said, "Let's borrow your jewelry brand name, Song."

Stylist: "..."

"Okay, go on." Shen He didn't deliberately make things difficult for them.

"Ms. Shen, your dress is already gorgeous enough. Let's not wear a necklace around our necks. Too many elements will cause aesthetic fatigue."

With the gorgeous dress and the luxurious jewelry around her neck, Shen He's beautiful face is easily overlooked.

The stylist suggested: "How about this? I'll give you a high ponytail and put this necklace on your head. It will look like a sea-blue crown. What do you think?"

Shen He thought: "Very good."

*

An old seven-star hotel in Qing City is brightly lit, with luxury cars gathered in front of the building.

Men and women dressed in their best held hands, walked up the stairs at the hotel entrance, and headed towards the glamorous world of wealth and extravagance.

Shen He helped Ms. Zhong into the banquet hall on the second floor.

The old and elegant Ms. Zhong standing next to the young and shining Shen He can't help but remind people of that sentence -

Don't smile with white hair wearing flowers, years have never defeated a beauty.

The man who was chatting with Mu Tingyun noticed Shen He entering the hall, and his eyes lit up.

Xie Jingan quietly reminded Mu Tingyun: "Third brother, Shen He is here."

Mu Tingyun turned around quickly and saw Shen He.

She was dressed in a gorgeous golden dress, and just standing there quietly, she was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

"Excuse me."

Mu Tingyun handed the wine glass to Xie Jingan and strode towards Shen He.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed——

"It's Mr. Song!"

"Mr. Song is here indeed!"

As soon as Song Jingcheng and Ma Kai entered the venue, more than a dozen guests who had been waiting for him for a long time came over with wine glasses in hand.

In an instant, they submerged Shen He in the crowd.

Mu Tingyun had no choice but to change his purpose and let Shen He go to say hello to Song Jingcheng.

"Uncle."

As Song Jingcheng's nephew, Mu Tingyun easily passed through the crowd and appeared beside Song Jingcheng.

Standing close to Song Jingcheng, Mu Tingyun noticed that his uncle, who usually dressed calmly and low-key, was wearing a khaki suit and a golden brown silk tie with dark patterns.

Not only that, he also wore a watch with a royal blue dial. He wore such a high-profile watch only a few times.

For some reason, when Mu Tingyun saw Song Jingcheng's outfit tonight, his heart suddenly tightened.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked out at the crowd, and easily locked onto Shen He's back in the crowd.

Shen He's outfit tonight matches well with her uncle's...

"Tingyun." Song Jingcheng stretched out his right hand towards Mu Tingyun and said, "Accompany me to my seat and rest."

Mu Tingyun quickly leaned over and let Song Jingcheng support him.

He took Song Jingcheng into the charity auction hall next door.

There were more than 200 chairs neatly arranged here, and the staff led them directly to the front rows.

"Mr. Song, your seat is in the first row, Mr. Mu, your seat is in the second row..."

The Song family is engaged in medical care, and the money they donate to the Red Cross every year can support all of them. No one would be stupid enough to arrange him in any other position.

But Song Jingcheng waved his hand and said, "I'll just sit in the second row with Tingyun."

The organizers did not dare to offend Song Jingcheng, the great Buddha, and hurriedly said, "It's up to you, whatever you want."

So Song Jingcheng went directly to the second row.

He stood in the middle of the seating area, staring at the names on the two seats side by side -

Mu Tingyun, Shen He.

Ok?

Mu Tingyun prepared a surprise for tonight and specifically asked the organizer to arrange seats for him and Shen He together.

Seeing that Song Jingcheng had been looking at the name on the seat, Mu Tingyun quickly said to Song Jingcheng: "Uncle, please sit here."

He was pointing to the seat on the left, where Xie Jingan originally sat.

Song Jingcheng said, "How do Chairman Wu's people do things?"

President Wu is the president of the Red Cross.

Mu Tingyun asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

Song Jingcheng pointed at the two chairs in front of him and said in a condemning tone: "Everyone in the city knows that you and Shen He broke up, so why did they arrange for you two to be together?"

After that, Song Jingcheng sat down in Mu Tingyun's seat and said seriously, "I'll sit between you two to save you two from embarrassment."

Mu Tingyun: "..."