The old lady's eyebrows were slightly dark: "You will never forget her if you forget her!"

Ruan Yousi's face turned pale slightly, and she bit her lip aggrievedly.

He Songjin, who was sitting opposite her, looked at her with a heartache.

If Mr. He hadn't been there, he would have rushed up to comfort her as soon as possible.

Jia Haizhu said: "Mom, Yousi just told the truth, and didn't say anything else."

"Shut up!" Old Mrs. Ruan said harshly, and her eyes swept to her were as sharp as a knife.

In front of so many people, the old lady yelled, Jia Haizhu's face looked ugly in an instant.

Ruan Haotian sat on the old lady's left hand. He picked up the teapot and changed the old lady's cold tea to hot. He looked at her face carefully, his lips moved, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The old lady woke up in the morning and learned from the butler that Song Qianti had left last night, and her face was not very good.

The banquet was about to start, and Song Qianti was still not seen, and the old lady's face became heavier and heavier.

Jia Haizhu accidentally bumped into the old lady's gaze. Seeing her eyes sharp and cold, her heart suddenly trembled and she lowered her gaze in fear.

What does the old lady mean when she looked at her?

Did she guess what they did to Song Qianti last night?

Jia Haizhu grabbed her clothes nervously, not daring to breathe for a moment, for fear that the old lady would get angry at her regardless of so many people present.

Rong Ma picked up the tea on the table and handed it to the old lady: "Old Madam, didn't the housekeeper say that in the morning? The eldest lady said she would definitely come. Maybe she is on the way here, so you can drink a little water first."

Ruan Yousi glanced at the old lady, lowered her head, and a gloom flashed through her eyes.

Song Qianti, you'd better be killed by a car on the road and never show up!

Mr. Ruan was sitting on the right side of the old lady Ruan. Mr. He also said, "That girl Qiandi has always been sensible. Today is your birthday, so she will not come. I asked Song Jin to call her to see if she doesn't know the location of the hotel."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked aside, lowered his head and sent a message to Ruan Yousi under the table: "Go and call Qian Ti and ask where she is."

He Songjin sat down and didn't move: "There is only this Sig Hotel in the entire city of A. How could she not know? Even if she can't find it, her mobile phone can still navigate."

Mr. He's face suddenly sank: "If you want to go, go!"

He Songjin frowned, stood up reluctantly, and prepared to call Song Qianti.

As soon as he left his seat, Song Qianti came.

She was wearing a red cashmere coat and black suede high heels on her feet. She had delicate makeup and skin like cream. Her tall figure was outstanding. Her bright red lip gloss made her brighter and more dazzling. She was fashionable and beautiful.

He Songjin looked very bad and said, "Why are you here now?"

Song Qianti glanced at him faintly, walked past him, and came to the table of Old Lady Ruan and the others.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, the traffic jam on the road, I'm late."

Old Mrs. Ruan's face was still stern, and immediately smiled: "It's not too late, the seat hasn't started yet, sit down."

Song Qianti said hello to Mr. He, and when he opened the chair and stool, someone sat down beside him.

She turned her head and saw that it was He Songjin, and her eyebrows twisted slightly.

But there is only a free space next to He Songjin at this table, and she has no need to change it even if she wants to.

This must have been arranged by my grandmother.
Chapter completed!