Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

"Okay." Meng Jingxian replied with a smile, her tone was as gentle as before on the phone.

Song Ziyun was immersed in excitement, she didn't notice Meng Jingxian's eyes, when she looked at her, there was scrutiny and slight alienation.

The woman holding her arm is the wife of Yan Huai, the top rich family in Kyoto, who is in power. When Song Ziyun walked into the venue, her back was straighter than before, and her chin was raised higher.

She went all the way to Song Chunsheng who was pushing cups with others, and said with a smile, "Dad, this is the Aunt Meng I often mention to you. When I was abroad, I often talked with Aunt Meng on the phone."

Then he introduced to Meng Jingxian, "Aunt Meng, this is my father, Song Chunsheng, who is a strict father at home."

Song Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, he immediately stopped socializing, and nodded to Meng Jingxian with a smile, "Ms. Meng, Ziyun often mentioned you at home after returning to China. I have heard of you for a long time. Hello."

He didn't call Mrs. Yan directly, but Ms. Meng.

This kind of coping attitude is decent, advances and retreats are measured, coupled with a mature and elegant face, it is easy to make people feel good.

Meng Jingxian nodded, "Mr. Song, hello."

Song Chunsheng turned to Song Ziyun and said, "Ms. Meng is your honored guest, you must treat her well, and you must not neglect her."

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll be with Aunt Meng tonight!" Song Ziyun responded playfully, and then took Meng Jingxian to another direction, "Dad, you continue to chat with your uncles, I won't bother you, I'll take Aunt Meng to Go elsewhere."

Others don't know Meng Jingxian's identity, but looking at Song Chunsheng's attitude and listening to what he said, they can also tell that Meng Jingxian's identity is not simple.

After Song Ziyun took people away, everyone immediately asked Song Chunsheng jokingly.

"My little girl loves to play. She went abroad a few years ago. By chance, she met the wife of the head of the Yan family in Kyoto. It turned out to be her best friend." Song Chunsheng raised his glass and signaled to continue drinking. His eyes and brows were full of doting on his daughter. Drowning and proud.

Compared with his attitude towards Song Yueliang, it is embarrassing.

But that's another story.

From the information revealed in Song Chunsheng's words, knowing that the beautiful woman Song Ziyun brought was actually the wife of the head of the Yan family in Kyoto, everyone who was already extremely flattering to Song Chunsheng became more eager.

Dingfeng Company was jointly established by Song Ziyu and Yanqin, representing the Song family and the Yan family respectively.

This already means that the Song family has established a relationship with the Yan family in the capital.

But Yanqin's "yan" is different from Mrs. Yan's "yan".

One is the second child of the Yan family, and the other is the head wife of the Yan family. It is clear at a glance which is more important.

Climbing up to Yanqin is not the same as climbing up to Meng Jingxian.

The only thing in common is that it is the Song family who have profited.

At this time, Song Ziyun couldn't find Fang Ru anywhere on the first floor, and after asking others, she brought Meng Jingxian into the private room on the second floor, and met Fang Ru face to face.

When the two walked in, the atmosphere in the private room was not harmonious.

The fat woman with ugly makeup leaned on the sofa and cursed regardless of her appearance. Fang Ru and several other ladies of similar age sat on the other end of the sofa, with different expressions.

"Song Yueliang, that stinky bitch, scumbag! How dare you throw me!"

"A small broken real estate company gave her to her. No matter how bad my Ding family is, it is also an established family in Huicheng. How dare she ignore it?"

"Aru, this little bitch is so arrogant, thank you for being able to bear it!"

"Anyway, I can't bear it, and I won't spoil her! Let's wait and see after this reception, I must make her kneel in front of me and beg for mercy!"

Song Ziyun was very embarrassed.

She didn't expect to bring Meng Jingxian here, and when she entered the door, she would hear a string of unsavory curses, extremely vulgar.

She hurriedly wanted to interrupt Mrs. Ding, but someone preempted her.

"Song Yueliang, why did she offend you?"

There was a silence in the private room, and when everyone turned their heads, they saw Song Ziyun standing not far from the door and a graceful lady in a cheongsam.

It was the lady in cheongsam who spoke.

Song Ziyun's eyes were a little surprised, she didn't understand why Meng Jingxian asked about the illegitimate daughter at home.

But in the current situation, she didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly took Meng Jingxian back, and Fang Ru said with a smile, "Mom, this is the Aunt Meng I often mention, and I managed to invite her here."

"Mrs. Yan?!" Fang Ru got up in surprise, and quietly walked in to greet her.

Just now when she saw her daughter standing with the noble lady in cheongsam, she had guessed something in her heart, and now she heard her daughter confirming it herself, she was very happy.

"Aru—" Mrs. Ding and the others couldn't react, and wanted to ask.

Fang Ru gave them a wink, "Let's talk about what happened just now. There are distinguished guests here today, so don't mention those who are unhappy."

Meng Jingxian narrowed her eyes slightly, walked over to sit gracefully, and turned to look at Mrs. Ding, "I don't know what happened just now, can I listen? What happened to Song Yueliang?"

...

Restroom on the second floor.

Song Yueliang stood in front of the sink, the water from the faucet was running, and the water was rushing.

She slowly wiped off the red wine stains on the back of her hands, shoulders and neck, and then half-raised her eyes to look at the woman in the half-length mirror in front of her.

Her hair is shawl, her red lips are like fire, and her black eyes are thin and cool.

Sai Xue's skin and the pure black of the evening dress collided fiercely, making the woman's aura even more flamboyant and powerful.

It's just that in the woman's eyes, there was a trace of tiredness and darkness.

Song Yueliang closed her eyes, her daughter's innocent smile flashed in her mind, and a pair of dark peach blossom eyes with a smile flashed in her mind.

Opening the eyes again, the tiredness and darkness in the eyes faded away, and the sharpness appeared.

She hooked her red lips lightly and turned off the tap.

It was so difficult before, but she has come over it.

Now, she is more motivated to move forward, how could she be tired.

There was no one in the bathroom, it was very quiet.

After the sound of water disappeared, the sound of high heels stepping on the floor could be clearly heard.

Song Yueliang walked out of the bathroom with even steps.

As soon as he walked out of the corner, he was blocked by a tall and tall figure.

The restroom on the second floor is at the end of the corridor, and there are private rooms upstairs for VIPs, and there are very few people walking in the corridor.

Even if there are people walking and the floor stalls are laid out in the corridor, it is difficult to hear the sound.

And the place where Song Yueliang was blocked at this time was the cramped place between the bathroom and the corridor, where the lights were the dimmest.

The hustle and bustle downstairs made this place even more secluded.

Song Yueliang raised her eyes.

The man stood upright quietly, his tall stature brought a great sense of oppression, and his eyes hidden in the darkness were full of aggression.

Song Yueliang didn't speak, and moved to walk around him and leave.

"Yueyue, is that why you don't want to see me?" the man said, his low voice seemed to be smiling, and he was careless.

Song Yueliang paused, raised her head again, and looked directly into his eyes behind the lenses.

"Are you the one who wanted to marry me back then?" she asked.

The air suddenly stagnated for a moment, making it difficult to breathe.

"It's me." The man lowered his eyes, the smile in his voice disappeared, and his black eyes locked tightly on her, "Did he tell you his identity?"