The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

A deep voice broke Song Jin's beautiful fantasy.

Zhou's father suddenly appeared, and the scattered crowd retreated back, and the business tycoons who were originally toasting each other also came over.

Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on Song Jin and Song Nian.

Father Zhou looked at Song Jin, then at Song Nian, his eyes fixed on the jade necklace around her neck. He recognized it; it was the one his wife had just bought three days ago. Last night, he heard his wife say that Zhou Hui, that brat, had coaxed it away from him. He didn't expect it to appear on the Song family's daughter today.

Thinking of what he had just heard, he snorted in his heart and didn't give Song Nian a good look. He stopped Zhou Hui with a cold look, "It's your grandfather's birthday. Why don't you go to the room to celebrate? Why are you running here? Come over now!"

Zhou Hui's face changed. He knew his father had misunderstood because of the jade necklace, and he hurriedly explained for Song Nian, "Dad, Song Nian is not one of those friends I messed around with outside. She is the top scorer in the college entrance examination in this city. Although her last name is Song, she moved out of the Song family early. She is not what you think."

This not only explained Song Nian's identity, but also slapped Song Jin in the face for his shameless behavior of sticking to him just now, making Zhou's father look much better.

He re-examined Song Nian, who also took out the gift at this time. "Today is Grandpa Zhou's 88th birthday. Mr. Zhou invited me to attend as his female companion. Although Mr. Zhou prepared a gift in advance, I don't think it's what I meant to do. So, I specially prepared a calligraphy and painting. I wonder if Grandpa Zhou will like it."

Song Nian's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, his voice was soft and his words were clear, and he seemed to be very sensible.

After hearing Zhou Hui say that she was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, Zhou's father's expression improved a lot since this identity was not something his son could just make up.

He asked someone to take the calligraphy and painting from Song Nian's hand, and with a loud bang, the calligraphy and painting opened.

The opening on the second floor was already very eye-catching, and now a one-meter-high calligraphy and painting attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Is this the painting of pine and crane that Master Zhao painted a thousand years ago? If I'm not mistaken, it's the original." A familiar voice came from behind.

Song Nian recognized the man as soon as she heard his voice, but before she could speak, Uncle Zhou came over and said, "My friend, we meet again."

"Uncle Zhou." Song Nian also greeted him happily.

Yes, they both have the surname Zhou. Why didn’t she think that Uncle Zhou and Zhou were a family before?

"Second Grandpa, do you recognize Song Nian?"

Zhou Hui was not very close to his usually serious father. Although he was close to his grandfather, he had long since stopped caring about worldly matters. Only his second grandfather doted on him the most.

Seeing that he recognized Song Nian, he immediately jumped over and said, "Second Grandpa, are you sure? This is an antique painting from a thousand years ago? Is it an authentic one?"

He didn't expect that the gift Song Nian casually took out was so precious, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Song Jin, on the other hand, immediately seized the opportunity and said, "Of course it's an authentic work. Since it's a gift for Mr. Zhou, how could our Song family fool around with it?"

In a word, it seemed that this treasure was a collection of the Song family that Song Jin asked his daughter to take out.

Uh... Why didn't she realize before that her 'good father' was so arrogant?

Seeing that Zhou's father's expression had improved when he looked at Song Jin, Song Nian slapped him in the face without hesitation, "When did Dad learn to appraise treasures? I accidentally got this painting from an antique painter. Dad has probably never seen it before."

At that moment, everyone present understood the subtle relationship between the Song family's father and daughter.

Song Jin was extremely embarrassed, with anger lurking in his eyes, but he didn't explode because of the situation. He thought his daughter was angry with him about the house arrest.

"Oh? Dad was mistaken. I thought you were holding the painting I collected some time ago. That painting is nothing compared to the one by Master Zhao."

Song Jin laughed it off and quickly found an excuse to get away with it.

But the Zhou family had already caught something. Zhou's father took the calligraphy and painting to Zhou Bo for appreciation, and asked Zhou Hui to take Song Nian to meet the Zhou family, but did not invite Song Jin.

"Your daughter has brought shame to us!" Li Lin was so angry that her long nails dug into her palms.

"Do you think you're the only popular one?"

Everyone left, and those who had been fawning over him just now deliberately avoided looking at him.

Song Jin's chest heaved with rage. "Just wait and see! Once I've squeezed out all her usefulness, I'll make up for the loss I made today!"

With an indignant flick of his sleeves, Song Jin took Li Lin away.

In the Zhou family's private reception room, Mr. Zhou was holding a painting of pine and crane, his face so delighted that he couldn't stop smiling.

"There are only a few authentic works of Master Zhao left. I never thought you, at such a young age, could have such a collection. It's truly remarkable. So, I, an old man, will accept them without hesitation."

It was because he loved this painting so much. Unbeknownst to others, he had been secretly searching for it for a long time. He had heard that after Master Zhao passed away, the painting disappeared. Unexpectedly, he saw and obtained it at the age of 88.

The more Mr. Zhou looked at Song Nian, the more he liked her. He asked someone to check her out the first time he saw her because Song Nian's face looked so much like someone else.

"As long as Grandpa Zhou likes it."

Song Nian's heart finally settled down. After all, her status did not match hers. She quietly retreated to a corner, trying not to attract other people's attention.

Instead, Old Man Zhou waved her over and said, "I've heard your grandson mention you before. I heard you were the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination? And you were accepted into Peking University or Tsinghua University?"

Song Nian nodded obediently, "I was just lucky. Zhou Fong gave in to me."

She was the top scorer, first place, with a gap of 20 points between her and the second place, which was Zhou Hui.

She said this on purpose to embarrass Zhou Hui in front of everyone in the Zhou family.

Upon hearing this, Zhou's father couldn't help but look at his son twice more. Seeing his arrogance and complacency, he felt for the first time that he might have been too neglectful of him in the past. As a result, he also looked at Song Nian more favorably.

Only Mr. Zhou laughed out loud.

"You are worthy of being a member of the Zhou family. Great!" He was overjoyed and sealed two red envelopes, giving them only to Zhou Hui and Song Nian.

Song Nian naturally wouldn't accept it, but Master Zhou's words made her accept the red envelope immediately.

"Take it, child. I remember now. You are Bai Xiaowan's daughter, right? Speaking of which, your mother and I are close friends regardless of age."

Bai Xiaowan is my mother's nickname. No one would call her that unless they were close to her.

Song Nian was stunned. "You recognize my mother?"

Or a friend regardless of age?

After these words were spoken, everyone in the private room fell silent, because everyone knew how much Grandpa doted on this friend he was talking about.

That's an attitude that surpasses that of a biological daughter.

Father Zhou also came back to his senses at this time and asked in surprise: "You are actually Sister Bai's daughter?"

Sister Bai? You sound like your mother is a gangster.

Song Nian wanted to laugh but didn't dare, "Uncle Zhou also recognized my mother?"

Father Zhou just smiled and said nothing more. When Song Nian turned around again, everyone looked at her differently, with a little more respect.

She vaguely felt that something was wrong.