Now the difference between Xia Mu standing here alone and Lin Qi is really obvious.

Xia Muzheng didn't know what to do, and a glass of wine came beside her. She turned around and saw that it was the woman she had seen in Song Fuxing's office before who invited him to have coffee.

Wang Yilong held the red wine in his hand, and the smile on his face was a little clear, "I can't drink mojito, should I try the wine I specially prepared for you?"

Xia Mu looked at the wine in her hand, took some precautions, and did not reach out to pick it up.

Wang Yilong's red lips bent slightly, "Don't worry, we are all the same, there is no need to fight to the death."

Xia Mu couldn't understand what she said, but he took the wine from her hand out of politeness and shook it slightly, without any intention of drinking it.

"Today, Fuxing sent you here. Did I see his car?" Wang Yilong indeed mentioned Song Fuxing as soon as he opened his mouth.

Xia Mu knew that the visitor was not good, and she had told her that look before, but now she had something to do with her and said nothing, "I just happened to send me over here."

"You don't have to lie to me, nor do you have to explain to me. I have already said that we are all the same, no matter how good we are, we can't compare to the person in his heart. Now that so many years have passed, he still seems to have not forgotten. We are just sympathetic and fall in love with an impossible person..." Wang Yilong paused, and looked at her with a smile, "Oh, no, you are better than me, at least he agrees to be with you for the time being."

Xia Mu paused slightly, feeling inexplicably worried. She knew that he would definitely have someone he liked, but after she was really sure, she was sour that she couldn't let go.

Seeing her expression, Wang Yilong smiled more and more flamboyantly, "Some things appeared when they were young, and even if they were in succession, I just remind you not to get too deep, so that you can't get out of the way."

Wang Yilong smiled, turned around and left with a glass of wine.

Xia Mu's mind was messed up and became more upset.

There was a brief vibration in the bag. She took out her cell phone and saw that it was a text message with a string of familiar and unfamiliar numbers, ‘Are you okay?’

Xia Mu could vaguely imagine that he was sitting in the car and sending her a text message. He must have no expression on his face. The lights outside the car could make him look cold and cool.

Her heart paused slightly, and replaced by various complexities. She looked at the situation on William's side, and I'm afraid there would be some more trouble.

‘Not yet, I need some more time.’

She was about to explain to him her embarrassing situation, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was unnecessary, so she typed a few words on the interface and deleted it.

The phone trembled slightly, and another text message appeared on the screen, "How long?"

He is not ready to go back, right?

Xia Mu didn't want to bother him very much. If he just stopped by, it would be fine. If he asked him to send a driver to pick him up, he would be a little disgusted. "I have encountered some small trouble here. It may take longer. Maybe I may not end until the end of the banquet. If you are already done, go back first. I can ask my friend to pick me up later."

After sending this sentence, Xia Mu felt very fucked again and always wanted to send some emoticons, but Song Fuxing didn't use WeChat, otherwise she could use emoticons to express her current friendly and friendly attitude.

Song Fuxing never replied to the message again. I think he must have gone back first after listening to her words.

She looked at the number on her phone for a long time, remembering what Wang Yilong said just now, and paused her thin white fingers and saved the number in the memo, which stated the note that it was her baby son.

Even if she would not meet again in the future, she wanted to keep his number, and at least she could tell herself that they had a brief intersection, even if each time was just a few words.

She put her phone in and put it back in her bag, not joining the chat at the banquet for the time being, but just listened quietly.

"William, I heard you also hired the son of the Song family this time?"

"The invitation has been sent, but unfortunately, the banquet happened to have a conflict with Mr. Song's."

Speaking of conflict is probably just a tactful excuse, and they may not be interested in it at all.

William was a little sorry, but this was reasonable. After all, there were really few banquets that could invite people from the Song family, so it was not embarrassing to MZ not be able to invite them.

The person who asked the question was a little disappointed. He had heard that the Song family would participate, so he came here specially to make friends. He didn't expect to have a trip in vain.

The discussions at the banquet center can naturally be heard around you. As soon as this was said, I felt curious in my heart.

The Song family has always been very low-key, with almost no news online. Most of them pass on the news they already know to each other in the circle, but only the ones they already know are left.

People say that wealth is not only three generations, but the Song family has been passed down for several generations, and the cultural heritage of those who have been rich for one or two generations is not a bit different.

As for the sons of the Song family, they rarely attend these banquets. The Song family does not need to expand their connections and make friends with aristocratic families, because they are the objects of others' friendship.

"It is said that there is Huo in the south of the Yangtze River, Song in the north, Li Xie in the top, and Chen in the bottom. There are not many of these five surnames that have seen it. Especially the Song family is particularly low-key, and the family style is prevalent and the simple and upright. Unfortunately, I don't know what the son of the Song family looks like until now."

"Three generations of gentlemen and ten generations of nobles, and they don't have a good cultural heritage, but they can't raise such a big family. We are a circle, and they are also a circle, but they are different from us, and it's normal to be invisible."

Xia Mu was a little shocked when she heard this. She had always been a marginal person in the circle. She used to be too lazy to attend such a banquet, and she would not come even more if she went bankrupt.

Therefore, the common sense that is well known in the circle is actually only a little bit understandable.

Song Fu's expert has such a profound background, but she is so low-key that she no longer realizes how deep the roots are under the big tree?

She was incredible, and another slight vibration came from her phone, "Do you need me to help you?"

Xia Mu looked at the information on his phone and paused slightly. It was like handing her a golden key. She could easily walk in. This was the charm of the shortcut, which made people flock to it.

She could easily get what she wanted, but she couldn't. Perhaps this was her only dignity left.

She could ask anyone, but she didn't want to ask him, nor did she want any interest between them.

Xia Mu thought about it and carefully typed a line of words, "It's okay, I've already handled it."

Song Fuxing's reply was still brief, 'Okay.'

There were more and more people at the banquet, and William had no time to have free time. This opportunity was completely missed.

It would be useless for her to wait. Even if she waited until the dinner ended and then came forward to recommend herself, she would only seem too eager to achieve success.

MZ is a person who wants to get in with many people who have squeezed their heads. It’s better to have a relationship with this kind of thing.

She didn't stay any longer, put down her wine glass and left the banquet in confusion.

The nodding friend not far away would pay more attention to her. After all, there is a rare object to discuss. "She wants to join MZ, but unfortunately she didn't talk to William."

"I guess the backer behind is not very good. How many people want to talk to Mr. William? Can she have the opportunity to talk to him?"

"I can't. I've seen it all. The car I sent him over is not something that ordinary people can drive. I may not be able to buy even if I have money."

"If you really say that, then she would just say something if she wanted to join MZ. Now she still has to rely on her to make friends with her. Isn't it clear that the backer doesn't have that ability?"

Lin Qi lowered his eyes and thoughtfully when he heard these words.

Xia Mu went out to the banquet and originally planned to take a walk and relax, but saw a black car parked outside, waiting quietly in the dark night.

He actually asked the driver to wait for her here?

Xia Mu was a little surprised and hurriedly walked towards the car.

When the driver saw her, he immediately opened the door and got out of the car. He walked to the car door a few steps and opened the car door for her.

Xia Mu was about to say thank you when he saw Song Fuxing sitting inside. He looked up and saw a slight light in the car, blurring his outline, but it still looked good.

She paused, and she didn't expect that he would be waiting for her.

Someone suddenly called her from behind, "Xia Mu."

She turned around and Lin Qi walked here with her skirt in her arms, "Why didn't you stay for long?"

Xia Mu was a little puzzled about how she came over and nodded, "It's getting late, it's time to go back."

Lin Qi looked at the car in front of him and remembered what those people discussed just now. He also guessed a little. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

From being rich and well-dressed to having nothing, there will be some imbalance, which is understandable to human nature.

Lin Qi felt that she was very pitiful and had to use herself as a bargaining chip to exchange with those old men at a young age.

But although it is pitiful, there is no need for sympathy, because if it were her, she would never do such a price reduction.

"You were going to talk to William just now. Sorry, I haven't seen you before, I disturbed you. Do you want to work in MZ?"

Xia Mu didn't expect that she knew what she wanted, but this was not something that was hard to admit. She smiled politely and felt a little regretful, "Yes, it's a pity that there was no chance today."

"It doesn't matter. William and I are very familiar with you. Next time I have the chance, I will recommend it to you. I still want us to be colleagues. We can discuss jewelry together at that time. I believe it will be very pleasant."

This sounds very polite, and Xia Mu didn't take it seriously, nodding slightly, "Okay, then thank you first."

Lin Qi smiled and nodded when he heard this, turned around and left, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a corner of the car. The valuable watch shone brightly under the dim light, and the hand with that watch was slender, with clear joints and particularly beautiful.

Just looking at your hands, you can tell that you are a very attractive man.

Lin Qi looked up and saw Xia Mu had already entered the car. She turned slightly and saw the person sitting inside, with a sharp edge of the jawline, a beautiful and terrifying look on the side, and the coldness around her body was so familiar.

His eyes flashed, and before Lin Qi could see clearly, the car was slowly driving forward.

Lin Qi stood there and hadn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He... is with her?
Chapter completed!