Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Cao Ying took a look and saw that most of these invitations were for tea parties, appreciation sessions, calligraphy and painting events, etc. These were small gatherings organized by rich ladies who were bored.

Cao Ying couldn't understand the names of some of the gatherings, but she could understand the name of a tea party, which she guessed was just for drinking tea.

Who doesn’t know how to drink tea?

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Cao Ying secretly hid the invitation to the tea party.

He returned to the guest room and handed it to Cao Shiyue like a treasure.

"Shiyue, look what this is."

"What is that?" Cao Shiyue was playing with her cell phone and didn't even look at Cao Ying.

Cao Ying handed over the invitation: "Invitation from the rich ladies."

Cao Shiyue then turned around and said: "What are you showing me? It's not like you invited us."

Cao Ying lowered her voice:

"Let me tell you, the An family receives a ton of invitations every month, but the mother and daughter are busy, so they don't go to most of them. Think about it, the people who invite them to the party must be rich and powerful. So, if they don't go, you can go."

Cao Shiyue's eyes lit up.

An Nansheng and Mu Fucheng had a meeting that lasted a whole day, from morning to five in the afternoon.

After the meeting, Mu Futing hosted several tables at the nearby Jinzun restaurant.

At the dinner, everyone talked about the future development of Dongcheng and cooperation with each other.

This meal was like another small meeting, and lasted until after nine o'clock.

Shen Yitong was there too.

When they were almost done eating, everyone dispersed and talked in groups of three or four.

An Nansheng had just drunk some wine and was about to ask for a cup of tea when Shen Yitong came over.

Handing over a cup of tea: "Drink it, the waiter just brought it."

An Nansheng took it and drank half the cup in one breath.

"Tell Song Ke to stop investigating. I was the one who beat the guy up." Shen Yitong suddenly said.

An Nansheng was stunned.

Shen Yitong took the teacup from her hand.

An Nansheng suddenly thought of something:

"You were the one who beat Sun Huan too?"

Shen Yitang: "Yeah."

An Nansheng: "Why?"

Shen Yitang: "I don't like them."

An Nansheng: “…”

Whether it was Sun Huan or Jiang Hang, they were complete strangers to Shen Yitong.

If we have to find common ground, Sun Huan and Jiang Hang have both harassed An Nansheng.

For a moment, An Nansheng didn't know what to say.

So could she now suspect that it was he who instigated Shen Yien to beat Jian Muye?

Although Shen Yien seems to be a bit of a nerd, he doesn't like fighting.

Especially after becoming a doctor and needing to hold a scalpel, he took good care of his hands. Jian Muye was the only person he beat with his bare hands.

"It has nothing to do with you. I just don't like them." Shen Yitong said.

An Nansheng looked at Mufu City over there.

He happened to look over there, and probably saw her standing with Shen Yitong. The man didn't care that others were still talking and came straight over.

An Nansheng sighed secretly:

"Don't do this anymore. I'm going to marry Mu Fucheng soon."

Shen Yitong's pupils trembled.

He never expected that An Nansheng was going to get married again.

But she remarried, but it was still not him.

"Do you love him?" Shen Yitong asked.

An Nansheng was very sure: "Love."

Shen Yitong suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

"I won't bless you," he said. "On the contrary, I'm waiting for you to get divorced."

An Nansheng: “…”

Shen Yitang: "If you divorce Mu Fucheng, I hope you can see me next time."

After saying that, he put down the teacup and left.

An Nansheng held his forehead with his hand.