Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

Chapter 206 Tell you good news
According to the previous process, after the auction is over, there will be a celebration banquet.

But today, Fu Mingting and Jiang Siqing made the Fu family lose face, not to mention offending a figure in the art world. Everyone thought that the Fu family had no intention of hosting today's celebration banquet.

As soon as the time came, Mrs. Fu asked Qiu Ajin to lead the guests to the Fu family's five-star hotel.

It's quite close, right next door.

The guests present were still willing to give Mrs. Fu face, pretending that the embarrassment just now did not happen, and responded enthusiastically to the Fu family's invitation.

Feng Shenglan said with emotion: "It is not easy for Mrs. Fu to have such a son and future daughter-in-law."

In the venue, Mrs. Fu's thin body was carefully supported by someone. Her face was still elegant and decent, but her back was not as straight as before.

Sang Chi lowered his eyes, feeling that she owed him this matter.

But even if she did it again, she would still choose to do it.

In the original work, Jiang Siqing took this opportunity to become famous and tasted the benefits of being a talented woman. How could she be willing to be in the limelight just this once?
Although Tang Zhaochuan died, she could still find other substitutes.

A staff member walked up to Sang Chi and whispered to her: "Madam invites you to attend a banquet at the Sigome Hotel."

These matters were not revealed until the twins became adults.

Song Zhun carelessly poured a handful of peeled melon seeds into his mouth, "What's the point of going there? It's so boring to eat with those old-fashioned people. Why not eat by ourselves? I'll treat you to Michelin."

Mrs. Fu was already very old at that time, and she was furious to death when she heard the news.

"I know, tell her I'll be there."

She also got inspiration from Tang Zhaochuan. She specifically targeted people who were talented but either had character flaws or had poor families.

As soon as the staff left, Feng Shenglan said: "Isn't there a good feast?"

Although Sang Chi was not the culprit, it was Sang Chi's exposure that put the Fu family on the fire.

To be fair, this incident cannot be blamed on Mrs. Fu. She is not a heartless person for the sake of wealth. On the contrary, she donates a lot of money to orphanages and children in mountainous areas every year. Unfortunately, she has a son with a love brain and a daughter-in-law with a human face and an animal heart.

The banquet was a buffet style, and not many people actually sat down to eat. Most people held up their glasses of red wine and chatted. It was a good opportunity to consolidate relationships.

However, after today's troubles, Jiang Siqing's dream of being a talented woman was completely shattered, and those people would naturally not suffer from her murderous hands again.

The lights were bright, and the greeters in formal attire greeted each guest politely.

Sang Chi: "It doesn't matter, let's show our faces and go back."

The banquet was held on the second floor of the hotel.

The power of the Fu family became her greatest protection. She took advantage of those people, lured them into taking poison, imprisoned them in the manor given to her by Fu Mingting, treated them like livestock, and forced them to create for herself.

"Miss Sang."

"Are we going there?" Feng Shenglan asked.

Today was a fruitful day. She wanted to invite Huo Yanxiu to have dinner with her, but as a security guard at the exhibition hall, he didn't know when he would get off work.

When those people have no value, she will cut off the supply to them. In the end, she will either commit suicide in pain, or her body will be hollowed out. In the end, she will not be able to escape the word "death".

She has added Song Zhun's WeChat account. It doesn't matter whether she goes or not, it just depends on Sang Chi's wishes.

Sang Chi had other plans.

Because of his outstanding performance just now, Sang Chi was also the star of the party.

The artist exchanged skills, and the rich man asked her if she had any other works, and could she sell him one too?
There were too many people around, and both Feng Shenglan and Song Zhun were squeezed out of the crowd.

While speaking, Sang Chi was suddenly bumped on the shoulder.

When she looked back, people were coming and going behind her, and she couldn't tell who had hit her just now.

"Miss Sang, I toast you this cup."

Sang Chi drank a lot of toasts today, so he didn't feel anything unusual when he heard these words. He lowered his head and took a sip. The other party joked: "It seems that my face is not big enough, which makes Miss Sang not want to drink a glass of wine."

Sang Chi smiled: "Sorry, my drinking capacity is limited. In order not to make a fool of myself, I won't overestimate myself."

Her voice was gentle and gentle, but her attitude was extremely firm.

When the man saw this, he had no choice but to smile and give up.

After all these people dispersed, Sang Chi was about to run away with Feng Shenglan, and the staff member from the exhibition hall came to her side again.

"Ms. Sang, Mrs. Fu is in the guest room upstairs. She wants to have a private chat with you."

Sang Chi looked around and indeed did not see Mrs. Fu in the banquet hall.

She thought for a moment and then agreed, "Okay, you can lead the way."

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In the quiet underground parking lot, a few weak car taillights were on, and the air was filled with a damp and cold atmosphere.

In the closed carriage, a suppressed silence continued to expand, and the atmosphere was tense, as if it was on the verge of breaking out.

Fu Mingting, who was sitting in the driver's seat, pursed his thin lips into a straight line and crossed his arms in front of his chest, showing an attitude of being intimidating.

Jiang Siqing's heart was always in a high state.

Fu Mingting didn't say a word to her since they left the exhibition hall.

She rubbed her fingers nervously until her ten delicately maintained fingers were all red.

"M-Ming Ting..." she said tentatively.

Fu Mingting lit a cigarette.

Fu Mingting rarely smokes, especially in front of her. He said that he promised her never to smoke in front of him, just because he remembered that she hated the smell of cigarettes.

In fact, Jiang Siqing never remembered saying this.

I think the person who told him that he hated the smell of cigarettes was probably Sang Chi.

Sang Chi, Sang Chi!
If it hadn't been for Sang Chi today, she wouldn't be in this situation.

Why does Sang Chi live? It would be nice if Sang Chi died and disappeared from this world.

Resentment and malice kept growing in her heart.

"explain."

Fu Mingting's sudden voice startled her.

"Why do you do this? Jiang Siqing, how many things have you hidden from me?"

Jiang Siqing was startled.

This was the first time Fu Mingting called her by her full name after they started dating.

You can imagine how angry he is now.

Jiang Siqing's eyes were shining with tears, and she cried pitifully, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have cheated for the sake of temporary glory, but Ming Ting, believe me, these things are really not my intention. You know, my parents have always wanted me to be successful and bring glory to them. Growing up, if I didn't do things well, they would scold me or even beat me. My life is not as glorious as it seems to outsiders..."

Jiang Siqing's mind was racing, thinking about what to say to make herself sound more pitiful.

Fu Mingting's cell phone rang.

It’s Dong Woo.

Dong Yu came to announce the good news.

"Four Young Masters, I have good news for you. We have now led Sang Chi to Wang Tianqi's room!"