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Chapter 117 The situation and people are good 2
As a popular singer, Sun Jianchuan cannot do without some idol baggage, and he no longer jumps and dances as he likes as before.He was a little afraid of Song Mingming, he didn't dare to go to Chen Xi's side all the time, and he was impatient to greet his parents everywhere. After being chased by several female guests to sign a group photo, he decisively stood with Wei Jia.

Duan Yanfei was different. She wanted to develop into an artist manager, and it was rare to catch up with Song Mingming's home court. There were many people in the circle present, just in time for the meal to ask Chen Xi to introduce her.

When it was time to take a seat, the vacant seat next to Wei Jia was taken by Sun Jianchuan early on, and an unfamiliar elder was on the other side.Chen Xi hinted that Sun Jianchuan would get up, and he let Chen Xi sit next to her mother with an innocent face, and refused to move his butt no matter what.Ms. Song is like the stars holding the moon, Chen Xi doesn't compete with others, and sits down with Duan Yanfei casually and chats while drinking.

Song Mingming briefly addressed the guests.Due to the proper maintenance during this period, she no longer has any sickness on her body, and she has lost a little weight, but she has a bit of charm like a white plum after rain.Standing there, she was the focus of everyone, what she wore or said was irrelevant.Duan Yanfei sighed in Chen Xi's ear: "Your mother is so beautiful, no wonder she has played the role of a great beauty from ancient times to the present. She is more charming in real life than on TV. Even a woman wants to stare at her. In fact, you two look alike, but you are missing those dimples..."

"I don't have the potential to be a heartthrob like her." Chen Xi waved his hand.She has long been tired of hearing similar words, the beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, a skin that is printed from a mold, but the style cannot be copied.In Ms. Song's words, it's all because of the blood of the old Chen family that confused her.

"You're not ready yet. You're also very beautiful today." Duan Yanfei looked Chen Xi up and down.Chen Xi has always been good-looking, but she has a kind of looseness of "love to look or not, don't look and get out".Right now, I don't know if she has put a lot of thought into dressing up, or because of other reasons, the whole person looks different.

"You really don't think about singing, acting or something? God rewards you for eating, and your mother's connections are there. It's not difficult for you to make a name for yourself. At that time, I will be Chuanzi's manager, and I will also give you Do it. Do you think it's okay?" Duan Yanfei said half-truthfully.

Chen Xi smiled and said, "I'm also very well connected in the chemical industry. I can wash bottles wherever I want in the laboratories in the industrial park."

Duan Yanfei suddenly touched her arm: "Someone is watching you!"

Chen Xi looked in the direction Duan Yanfei suggested, and met a line of sight not far away.

"Oh, that's our host tonight."

Chen Xi also just met the owner of the house after being introduced by Ms. Song.All she knew was Jiang Tao, who was Wu Sicheng's friend.This house is on the land developed by his own family. He said that he took a fancy to the unique landscape and pleasant air here, so he kept a set of "retirement" for himself.He is not yet old enough to retire, and he is not a local. The house has been vacant for a long time and is occasionally lent to good friends.It is true that people are successful people, but Ms. Song's circle of friends never lacks rich people and artists, so Jiang Tao's presence among the guests is not so eye-catching.In Chen Xi's opinion, this house is as beautiful as it is beautiful, but the location is remote, and it has not been developed for many years.It can be seen that Mr. Jiang's investment vision is far inferior to his decoration taste.Chen Xi reckoned that the house could not be sold, so he threw it into his own hands.

Seeing Chen Xi looking over, the other party smiled at her without evasiveness.He is about 34 or [-] years old, with a medium build, slightly curly hair, his skin color and figure have traces of a lot of outdoor sports, he smiles with white teeth, has younger eyes than his actual age and looks like he has not been bullied much Face.

Chen Xi responded with a polite smile.

Tonight was not as busy as Wu Sicheng's private party. After a few rounds of drinking, the band set up on the brightly lit outdoor lawn, and guests in twos and threes embraced and danced to the soothing music.Chen Xi didn't like this kind of party entertainment for middle-aged people, but the scent of magnolias in the garden and the smell of the newly mowed lawn made the night soft and fragrant.The scene is very good, the people are also very good, she has clearly not had a drop of alcohol, but she has a feeling of being slightly drunk between satisfaction and erratic.Even Sun Jianchuan's nagging didn't hurt his good mood.

Wei Jia was introduced by Song Mingming to her friend who ran a local racecourse.The fat old man had quite a common topic with him, and he talked endlessly about Ma Jing.Wei Jia listened carefully most of the time, nodding from time to time in response.As if sensing Chen Xi's attention, he turned his head unexpectedly, and the two smiled at each other from a distance.Night Breeze scratched the tip of Chen Xi's heart as if it had turned into a kitten's paw, just like the slight tremor caused by her arm's skin brushing past him not long ago.Wei Jia also didn't pick up the fat old man's words.

"What are you laughing at?" Sun Er was still asking stubbornly.

"Am I smiling?"

"You're still laughing now! I'm about to die of boredom. If there's anything interesting, let me hear it too."

Sun Jianchuan soon stopped laughing.He suddenly found that the red wine in Chen Xi's hand had been replaced by half a glass of lemonade at some point, and it was still steaming.Sun Jianchuan who drank hot lemonade had only seen one, and if he remembered correctly, this cup was in Wei Jia's hands not long ago.

"Why do you drink this too?" Sun Jianchuan's tone was as sour as a slice of lemon in a glass.

"What?" Chen Xi took a while to react, and said confidently, "Who told Wei Jia to take away my wine, then I can only drink his water."

They must have a new affair!Sun Jianchuan thought desperately.No wonder ah no wonder!In the past, even if he and Chen Xi strongly invited, Wei Jia would not interfere in such an occasion.Fortunately, he had such a happy chat with the enemy tonight!
"At the hospital half a month ago, I asked him if he was your boyfriend, but you still refused to admit it!"

"He just said it depends on me." Chen Xi said calmly, "Now I say yes, that's it!"

Sun Jianchuan was not convinced: "Wei Jia also thinks so?"

"Why, you are a priest? Why do we need your holy testimony? If you want to know, ask him yourself!"

Sun Jianchuan actually walked over there.

Chen Xi pushed aside the broken hair blown across his face by the wind, and saw that Sun Jianchuan interrupted the conversation between Wei Jia and the fat old man, and asked him something, and then the fat old man showed an indescribable expression on his face.Wei Jia was taken aback for a moment, Chen Xi couldn't tell what he was answering from the profile of his face.

After a while, Sun Jianchuan came back with a sullen face.

Chen Xi lowered her head and sipped her saliva, pretending not to care and asked, "What did he say?"

Sun Jianchuan was furious: "You're right, I'm not a priest! Why do I have to walk around and ask? Are you willing, he is willing...do you want me to send you into the bridal chamber?"

"The priest doesn't care about the bridal chamber."

Duan Yanfei, who came back from the dance, hastily coaxed the little ancestor away.

The band changed to a relaxed and cheerful tune, and Wu Sicheng walked to Chen Xi and said, "Your mother always jokes that I can't dance. She said you dance well, will you teach me this old man?"

Chen Xi put down the cup with a smile and followed Wu Sicheng into the center of the lawn.For the love he has had for Ms. Song for several years, Chen Xi is willing to give this little face.She led the grand pianist with uncoordinated hands and feet to complete a dance of Cha Cha, and Song Mingming was beside him with joy.

With this good start, Chen Xi would not refuse to be invited to dance next time.She danced with a fat old man who looked like a horse, and also danced with a young band keyboard player... She danced and laughed, her fluffy hair was stuck to her forehead with sweat, and every pore was opened happily, like a cat with its tail open. Show off her feathers like a peacock.Every time she rotated, Chen Xi could accurately capture that figure in the crowd.He didn't like to dance or show off, but Chen Xi knew that he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Tao also came to dance with Chen Xi.Chen Xi called Wu Sicheng "Uncle Wu", so the "Uncle Jiang" was very smooth.Jiang Tao showed an extremely exaggerated heartbroken expression: "I'm actually not that old."

Whether Jiang Tao is old or not is not important to Chen Xi, and it doesn't matter who he dances with.Her nose is not repulsive to Jiang Tao, the cologne smell on his body is very special.Incense, guaiac wood, amber, and a little bit of vetiver... Chen Xi guessed the brand of the cologne, which she wanted to give to Wei Jia.She has always felt that this dry and quiet taste with a bitter and cool beginning and a warm end is very suitable for Wei Jia - not the current him, but the Wei Jia who will finally unload the burden in his body and heart one day and be at ease.She would suggest that he use it in winter, even on his half-worn turtleneck.Then they were still curled up in Lao Chen's library, the old heater that he had repaired several times was humming, he sat with his back against the bookshelf, his legs stretched out relaxedly.When he looked down at the book, he was used to unconsciously pulling the neckline to the chin position. When he noticed that Chen Xi was distracted, he would nibble her forehead with the spine of the book, and then smiled slowly, from the corner of the mouth to the bottom of the eyes.

(End of this chapter)