Meng Ziheng was a careful person. From the calligraphy on the rice paper, he could tell that Song Ye was in a bad mood, and he also knew that his roommate was a very restrained guy, and would not easily tell people his troubles.

Looking at this small body that was thin like a piece of paper, Mencius didn't even think about it, he blurted out the invitation.

However, Song Ye on the opposite side was silent, as if thinking about something.

Mencius Ziheng suddenly remembered the rumors outside now. If Song Ye appeared at the banquet, there would be no silver taels here. At that time, he would only cause trouble for the other party. When he thought of this, he lowered his eyes. He said softly, "Sorry."

"Okay." At the same time, another answer came out of Song Ye's mouth.

What did she just say? it is good?

Meng Ziheng raised his head sharply, and before he could touch it, he crashed into a pair of cold and unwavering eyes. The light and faint light inside was like an eternal mirror, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

Bang Bang, Meng Ziheng felt his heart skip a beat in an instant. Realizing that the distance between the two was too close, he turned his head slightly, turned his eyes away and dared not look at those eyes again, "You agreed?" He I re-confirmed it again, and I don't know what I'm guilty of.

"Well, send me the time and location." Song Ye didn't notice anything unusual, and after answering, he changed his body and went to the cabinet to get his clothes, and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

It wasn't until Meng Ziheng mentioned the banquet just now that Song Ye remembered that the Bai family slandered the Meng family secretly, and it had something to do with her, so she decided to come forward to check the situation.

Meng Ziheng, who was left in place, did not know what Song Ye was thinking. He was stunned for a long time before a gentle smile appeared on his face. He looked down at the writing on the rice paper and brush in his hand, and finally carefully placed it on his desk. below.

Song Ye didn't take it too seriously until she received the message from Meng Ziheng. After throwing the phone into the space, she began to concentrate on her ability to release the space.

After returning from Nan Province, she has been trying various training methods, and finally got the hang of it.

The air wall formed by the space release is basically the same as her detection ability. It takes time to construct. The wider the detection area, the longer the time required. The air wall needs to be condensed with the size of the real object. The time will also be longer, and the condensation of the air wall requires a lot of mental and physical strength, which is far more difficult than detection.

But on the contrary, the higher the difficulty factor, the greater the practicability. The defense of this air wall is quite powerful. Song Ye tried to use the submachine gun to shoot continuously and could not penetrate it. On the battlefield, this is equivalent to a natural Tempered glass is another powerful plug-in.

Due to the practice of Qi Wall, although she ate a lot of good supplements during the time she returned to school, Song Ye still couldn't gain weight. Her fair face was often pale, which caused her to ask for leave from time to time, and the head teacher was helpless.

When the Meng family held a banquet that day, Wang Qianqian originally said that he was going to pick up Song Ye, but the expansion of the Ye Gang needed Song Ye's command, so when it came to the start of the banquet, Song Ye arrived in a hurry.

The highest standard venue for banquets in Shishi is Tianxin Pavilion, so Song Ye went to the banquet hall on the second floor after handing in the invitation at the front desk.

It was December, the weather had turned cold, and men and women could see coats and padded jackets everywhere on the streets. However, the banquets of the upper class have always been a race that requires grace rather than warmth, so as soon as you enter the venue, as far as your eyes can see, there is still a suit and a suit. The suspender dress is like spring in all seasons.

There was also heating in the venue, but it wasn't actually cold, but Song Ye was wearing a jacket, but she didn't plan to take it off. Recently, she had consumed too much energy, and her body's ability to resist the cold had plummeted. She would not have wronged herself for a banquet.

However, she thought that she was not the protagonist and was irrelevant, but when Wang Qianqian, Fang Ye and others came to look for her, they still attracted a lot of prying eyes.

"Song Ye, aren't you still feeling well?" Wang Qianqian came over and was a little worried as she pulled Song Ye's clothes. As a friend, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Ye's clothes. Still wrapped up like this, caring about her body.

"I also put a down jacket in the car, and let someone bring it to you?" Fang Ye also made a suggestion.

Song Ye waved his hand and felt speechless, "It's not that weak, it'll be fine after a while." She also knew that she had been practicing powers too hard recently, which caused this weak look, and it seemed that she had to slow down. Row.

A few people chatted around her for a while, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out, and the spotlight overhead hit the high platform. When everyone's eyes converged, they saw a gray-haired old man leaning on a cane, standing at the in front of the microphone.

"This is the old man of the Meng family?" Song Ye asked a few people beside him, but he didn't look away from the high platform.

"Well, Meng Ziheng will be on stage later. This banquet is probably to explain the rumors, but I just saw that child bride from their family." Wang Qianqian lowered her voice, her tone full of gossip.

Song Ye heard the words, and then moved his gaze to both sides of the high platform. On the left is the eye-catching Meng Ziheng, with a solemn and solemn face, but the right side is empty, only a corner of the skirt is exposed behind the decorative background board.

It seems that the old man of the Meng family is going to do something.

But after all, this is Meng Ziheng's own emotional affair, Song Ye didn't want to talk too much in the past.

"Thank you to all the guests for coming to my Meng family's banquet. The main purpose of this banquet is to clarify the rumors about my grandson Meng Ziheng some time ago." Mr. Meng had a straight face, like a patriarch in ancient feudalism Serious and old-fashioned, he speaks in cadence, one step at a time.

Under such a process, Meng Ziheng was accustomed to stand in front of the high platform, and made his excuse for putting off the marriage into a joke.

Originally, even if this is the end of the matter, no matter whether others believe it or not, even if you doubt it, you can’t speak it on the face of it.

But Mr. Meng suddenly announced the marriage in a high-profile manner at this time, "In order to quell the rumors as soon as possible, my grandson Ziheng has decided to make a marriage contract with my Meng family's adopted daughter, Fu Tonger, and choose a date to get married."

At that time, both on and off the stage, everyone saw the astonishment on Meng Ziheng's face.

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