To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Jiang Jinhuan began to doubt his initial judgment.

The Song family's relatives and friends all looked at Jiang Jinhuan with curiosity, and then nodded unconsciously.

It must be said that Jiang Jinhuan, dressed in a bespoke suit, possesses an appearance and demeanor that are unmatched by ordinary people.

Especially that innate noble air is astonishing.

In today's fast-paced society, even among the scions of prominent families, few can cultivate such a noble temperament.

"No wonder she was able to win over Qingci; her looks are truly top-notch!"

"Not only that, his abilities are top-notch. The Song family's rapid development is largely due to this new son-in-law!"

Jiang Jinhuan smiled and responded to each of Song family relatives and friends, demonstrating excellent tact and discretion.

Song Qingci's gaze was mostly fixed on Jiang Jinhuan.

Seeing that the other party did not object to her calling him husband, Song Qingci's smile became even brighter.

She held Jiang Jinhuan's arm as if she were holding a rare treasure.

Now, all she can think about is Jiang Jinhuan.

Not far away, Song's mother, seeing this, said with some relief, "It's rare to see Qingci like this. It seems he really likes Jiang Jinhuan!"

Mr. Song said, "Hehe, it's good that you like it, it's good that you like it, this is a win-win situation!"

Mr. Song was also happy and took a big gulp of wine.

Just then, the butler came to Song's father's side and whispered something.

Mr. Song was taken aback, his brows furrowing slightly. "Him? What's he doing here? Let him in!"

After the housekeeper left, Song's mother asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Father Song sighed, looked in Song Qingci's direction, and said, "That brat from the Bai family is here!"

Song's mother was taken aback: "What is he doing here at this time?"

Just then, a young man walked in through the front door.

Jiang Jinhuan turned his head to look.

The man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, tall, with handsome features, wearing a smoky gray custom-made suit, and exuding an aura of nobility.

His arrival silenced the once bustling banquet hall for a moment.

Someone recognized him and exclaimed in a low voice, "Bai Zifeng? What's he doing here?"

"Bai Zifeng? That Bai Zifeng from the Bai family in Kyoto?"

"Didn't he go abroad? When did he come back?"

"I heard that when he was in university in Jiangcheng, he got very close to Qingci..."

"That's right, there were even rumors about her, but I don't know if they're true or not?"

"It's probably true, right? This is a family banquet; why would he come if he wasn't invited? The Bai family's headquarters aren't in Jiangcheng, they're in Shanghai!"

At this moment, Song Qingci also saw Bai Zifeng enter and frowned slightly, saying, "Bai Zifeng? What brings you here?"

Jiang Jinhuan held his wine glass, his gaze fixed on that person.

Bai Zifeng.

The name engraved on that watch strap.

Looking at Bai Zifeng, Jiang Jinhuan's gaze remained calm, as if he were looking at an insignificant person.

He glanced at Bai Zifeng from head to toe, a look of bewilderment in his eyes.

No wonder she became Song Qingci's ideal woman; putting everything else aside, she's far superior to Jiang Zhe in terms of looks.

Bai Zifeng's gaze swept across the crowd and landed precisely on Song Qingci.

There was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes, as if he had traveled thousands of miles and finally met the person he had been longing for.

"Qingci, why aren't you welcoming him?"

Bai Zifeng walked up to Song Qingci, his voice gentle and deep, carrying a hint of tender affection.

"Qingci, you left in such a hurry last time that I didn't get to say many things to you. This time, I'll have everyone witness that I won't go anywhere else from now on; I'll stay by your side."

A low murmur arose in the banquet hall.

The Song family relatives looked at each other, their gazes shifting back and forth between Bai Zifeng and Song Qingci.

Everyone knows that Bai Zifeng is the eldest son of the Bai family in Kyoto, with a noble status and outstanding abilities, making him the dream match of countless young ladies from prestigious families.

When he was in college in Jiangcheng, he was very close to Song Qingci. There were rumors that their relationship was unusual. Later, Bai Zifeng went abroad for further studies, and the rumors gradually faded away.

But now, he's back.

In front of everyone, he said these words to Song Qingci.

Mr. Song's expression changed, and Mrs. Song's smile froze on her face.

They subconsciously glanced at Jiang Jinhuan, who was standing next to Song Qingci, their eyes filled with a hint of panic and embarrassment.

Jiang Jinhuan held his wine glass, his finger lightly tapping the rim of the glass. His expression was as calm as a still pond, showing no ripples.

At this moment, Bai Zifeng also glanced at Jiang Jinhuan, his eyes filled with naked mockery.

He deliberately puffed out his chest, showing off his bespoke suit.

This suit looks very expensive.

Song Qingci frowned: "Bai Zifeng? What brings you here today?"

This is a family dinner; there are no outsiders here, although we can't say that outsiders are not allowed to come.

However, this is the time of year for the Lunar New Year, and there is a saying in the village that people don't visit each other on New Year's Eve.

Although people in the city aren't as particular, they still have this custom; at least usually, no outsiders come to the house at this time.

Therefore, Song Qingci was indeed puzzled by Bai Zifeng's arrival.

She had met Bai Zifeng a couple of days ago, but hadn't invited him. She just didn't know what he was up to today.

Bai Zifeng's gaze was fixed intently on her, as if she were the only person left in the world. "Qingci, you left in such a hurry last time that I didn't have a chance to tell you some things."

These past years I've been abroad, and not a day has gone by that I haven't thought of you. I was too young then, and didn't know how to cherish you. Now I'm back, and I won't leave again!

Song Qingci frowned and said, "Bai Zifeng, what do you mean by that?"

Song Qingci seemed not to understand why Bai Zifeng had come here today to say these things.

At this moment, Song Qingci glanced at Jiang Jinhuan beside her with a flustered look in her eyes.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief after noticing that Jiang Jin Huan did not show any displeasure on his face.

But when she saw Jiang Jinhuan's calm and unwavering eyes, she felt somewhat uncertain.

The Song family relatives nearby began to whisper among themselves.

"Young Master Bai is truly deeply in love with Qingci."

"But...didn't Qingci already register her marriage with that guy surnamed Jiang?"

"Yeah, they've already met each other's parents, the next step should be to hold a wedding ceremony. What's up with Bai Zifeng?"

"Who knows? Could it be that Qingci and Jiang Jinhuan's marriage registration was just a temporary measure? Or was it a plant hired by Qingci?"

"That's quite possible. She's still single, which inevitably makes the shareholders feel uneasy. If she got married, they would be more at ease. A stable family is essential for a stable company!"

"Now that Young Master Bai is back, if our guess is true, Jiang Jinhuan probably won't be of much use anymore. After all, his net worth can't compare to that of the Bai family's young master."

"That's right. The Bai family is a top-tier wealthy family on par with our Song family. If our Song family can form a marriage alliance with the Bai family, then our future will be absolutely secure!"

The murmurs were faint, but Jiang Jinhuan still heard them.

His face showed no emotion, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

However, Song Qingci looked around with some annoyance.

The anger in his eyes visibly gathered.