Because it was Song Xiaoqing's birthday, she invited many friends and guests to Jiang's house for a banquet.

When Jiang Ci, Su Yue and Jiang Haoyan came to Jiang's house, there were cars parked outside the gate and the front yard, obviously many guests came. Su Yue looked at the time. At this time, it was time to eat.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Haoyan obediently asked Su Yue to hold hands and returned to Jiang's house. Even though the little guy was still young and not very sensible, he knew that he didn't like it here.

"Young Master, the old man and his wife asked several times why you haven't arrived yet. Let me wait for you here." Over there, the housekeeper saw Jiang Ci's appearance, and he hurried over.

The weather outside was very cold. Jiang Ci saw that Su Yue was only wearing a light blue low-neck dress with a white shawl on her shoulders. He let her hold her arms and leaned against him all the time, as if to keep warm, "Cold? Who said just now that you need to be beautiful and not be afraid of the cold?"

Su Yue sniffed coldly. On such occasions, she needed to wear a dress and appear beautifully. However, it was really cold, especially when the snow fell on the back of her hand, so icy.

"Aao, let's go in quickly." Su Yue felt that the tip of her nose was also frozen red.

Jiang Ci snorted and hugged the person tightly in his arms, then looked at the housekeeper, "Let's go."

In the hall, there were many guests coming and going in suits and leather shoes, with heavy make-up, most of them were wives and daughters of wealthy families, all of them came for Song Xiaoqing, and even Mrs. Song came.

When Jiang Ci and Su Yue appeared at the entrance of the hall, they immediately attracted the attention of many guests. No way, whether it's Jiang Ci's tall figure, Su Yue's overly beautiful appearance, or Jiang Haoyan's cute little girl, this family of three is particularly eye-catching.

"That's...that's Jiang Ci, right? Hey, didn't he mean his eyes were blind? Why can't I see his eyes?" Some guests recognized Jiang Ci and immediately noticed his eyes Not blind.

"Ah, really, his eyes can see? Healed?"

"Why did my eyes heal for no reason? I thought it couldn't be cured."

"Don't say it, Jiang Ci not only has better eyes, but also the scars on his face are not so scary. I have seen him from a distance before, and the scars on his face are red and red, as if they are covered with twisted flesh. Worm, it looks disgusting."

"Jiang Ci's eyes are better now, but Jiang Muhang has become the president of Hengyuan Group. I don't know if Jiang Ci will take control back?"

"Next to him is his wife Su Yue? The daughter of the Su family is getting more and more beautiful now, and she doesn't know where to go to get plastic surgery. It's like a different person."

...

While the guests were whispering to each other, they looked at Jiang Ci's family of three, and many of them were bitter.

Song Xiaoqing was surrounded by many friends and ladies chatting. She heard the movement and looked towards the commotion. When she found out that her eldest son, Jiang Ci, brought Su Yue, she looked a little unhappy.

It was noon now, and Jiang Ci clearly didn't take her mother to heart. And the younger son, Mu Hang, didn't even go to the company today. He got up early and told the servants to set up the hall and check the things needed for the banquet. It was no wonder that she was partial to the younger son.

"Is Aao here? Hurry up and let him come over." The old lady Song was drinking tea when she saw her eldest grandson, and her wrinkled face suddenly burst into laughter, "This stinky boy, you haven't come to see me for a long time. You should be scolded!" That's what he said, but the joy on the old man's face could not be concealed, and everyone didn't understand that Mrs. Song was just talking.

Jiang Ci and Su Yue brought Jiang Haoyan over to Mrs. Song.

"Grandma." Su Yue firstly called out to Mrs. Song sweetly, then greeted Song Xiaoqing and said a few words of congratulations. The housekeeper next to her handed Song Xiaoqing the birthday present brought by Jiang Ci at the right time.

"Well, why are you here so late? It's almost time for dinner." Song Xiaoqing was not interested in looking at the gifts, and asked the housekeeper to put them away.

"Sleep late." Jiang Ci said slowly.

The words Su Yue wanted to explain came to her lips, and Jiang Ci next to her had already spoken. She has the heart to bite Jiang Ci, why is he so frank!

Song Xiaoqing's face sank, and his expression became even more unsightly.

And the old lady Song next to her laughed, "Sleep more, the president will grow up. Come on, stop standing, sit down and chat with the old lady, you haven't seen me for a long time."

The other guests were stunned when they heard it. The old lady Song in front of her was still serious. Besides, Jiang Ci is an adult, how can he still grow taller when he sleeps, the old man clearly protects Jiang Ci and loves this great grandson.

The mother defended Jiang Ci, and Song Xiaoqing was sullen for a while. Jiang Ci's eyes had recovered before, and even her mother didn't tell her, obviously she didn't take her seriously. Jiang Ci is her son, and she can't even talk about him now.

"Grandma." Jiang Haoyan sat down beside him and greeted Mrs. Song very politely.

"Good, come and give grandmother a hug." Mrs. Song struggled to hug Jiang Haoyan and patted his little head, "Are you in kindergarten now?"

"Haohao goes to kindergarten, and Haohao can write." Jiang Haoyan replied obediently.

Mrs. Song has not been so close to a junior in a long time. She chatted with the child for a while, and then smiled and said to Jiang Ci: "This child is as smart as you were when you were young."

Jiang Ci put his arms around Su Yue and leaned lazily on the sofa. Hearing what Mrs. Song said, he laughed and said slowly, "He's far worse than me."

Su Yue couldn't hold back and glanced at him. No wonder he was nicknamed Ao Ao by Grandma Song when he was a child.