Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Hear this.

Du Qi held up three fingers.

They rubbed against each other.

Its meaning is self-evident.

See this.

Qian Qiao nodded in understanding.

But this time.

She seemed to have thought of something and asked bluntly:

"Silly Qi."

"You said they even invited outside artists."

"Will the one from our family also go up and sing two songs?"

Du Qi knew what Qian Qiao was referring to.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at a little girl at the main table.

It was a very meaningful smile.

"I don't know."

"But you also know that 'Jiang Jiang' is a mask artist."

"so…"

Qian Qiao knew what her best friend meant.

I could only sigh softly.

Then we started eating.

.........

And this is Miss Jiang.

I am accepting the scolding from my mother.

"I'm not saying anything about you."

"You are so grown up."

"You don't even know how to eat slowly."

"it's good now."

“It’s time to go to work.”

Hear this.

Miss Jiang lowered her head hesitantly.

I dare not refute it at all.

As obedient as a quail.

Fortunately, there was an aunt sitting between Miss Jiang and my mother.

After I said a few words, my aunt persuaded me to stop.

This made Youkong raise his head and glance at a certain bad woman.

That resentful look.

Almost became a substance.

But someone chose to ignore it.

Sitting on my mother's right hand side with a smile on her face.

Picking up food and chatting.

A certain middle-aged woman was served happily.

This made Jiang very angry.

At this time.

Meng Qing, who was sitting on the other side, suddenly took a spoon and poured a small bowl of fish soup.

Handed it over.

"Oh my god...Jiang Ning."

"Drinking some fish soup will help your wounds heal..."

...

"Okay...hiss...thanks..."

Miss Jiang took the bowl of fish soup from Wang Jianguo.

Subconsciously.

I glanced at my eldest daughter-in-law who was sitting on the other side of my mother.

now.

The smile on Ms. Li's face was extremely bright.

Even opened his mouth slightly.

Revealing a row of brilliant white teeth.

In an instant.

Miss Jiang thought of the scene that just happened in the bathroom.

The rebellious spirit suddenly came up.

Say nothing.

Put that bowl of fish soup directly to your mouth.

Took a sip gently.

"what!"

“It’s really delicious…”

Hear this.

Little Meng Qing smiled.

Li Mingyu smiled.

Even Wang Jianguo, who was sitting on Jiang's left, laughed.

For a while.

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became inexplicably strange.

Fortunately at this time.

I don't know who said 'Wow'.

immediately.

The uproar grew louder.

then.

When everyone at the main table followed his gaze.

A girl in a sparkly double dress appeared on the front stage with a microphone.

"Chen Yu!"

“That’s Chen Yu!”

Zhao Xiqiao, who came from an entertainment company, was the first to speak out.

At this moment, the other people at the table finally reacted belatedly.

The person standing on the stage was actually an artist.

And he is just a second-tier singer.

"Hello everyone, I'm Chen Yu."

"Today, I am invited by Mr. Liao from Mingsheng Media to attend your company's annual meeting..."

...

this will.

Miss Jiang suddenly heard a question from her mother on her right.

"Ning Ning."

"Why does the name of Mingsheng Media sound so familiar..."

...

"Well, the company name of my cousin's fried chicken shop is also called 'Ming Sheng'."

"What about them???"

Miss Jiang knew what I was asking.

Speak out the words you prepared in advance.

"Mingsheng Media and my cousin's Mingsheng 'Shiningji' are considered to be sister companies..."

"They all belong to that big boss..."

...

"Are you talking about the big boss who helped Wenhao make money?"

"Oh, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about this person."

"How is he doing now?"

...

"I went to the port city."

"That's still his base."

Hearing my daughter's explanation.

Tian Cuilan thought about it.

I imagined a story in my mind about a big boss who was impressed by Tian Wenhao's abilities and invested in doing business in Jiangzhou.

This is the end.

Tian Cuilan also has a vague understanding of the "Mingsheng" company.

At this time.

Li Mingyu, sitting on the right side of Tian Cuilan.

Suddenly I received a phone call.

Then he took the phone and left the table.

Didn't say what to do.

But because of the atmosphere.

No one at the table cared.

While listening to Chen Yu singing, they ate the food on the table harmoniously.

Listen, listen.

Miss Jiang seemed to sense something.

He looked up.