Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 557 Could it be the daughter of the Shen family?

Coming out of the house, Mingzhe put Xia Keer, who fell asleep early in the morning, in the back seat of the car with disgust, and casually told the driver to take her back to Song Qing's house.

The four brothers gathered in a car, Sheng Jing, who hadn't been drinking, drove the car, Mingzhe sat in the co-pilot, Song Zichen and Song Jing sat in the back seat.

Several people were thinking about their own affairs, and the atmosphere in the carriage was a little stiff for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Jing rubbed his swollen forehead and said uncertainly:

"Do you think that Aunt Lan may be the daughter of the Shen family who lives outside?"

He said this after careful consideration.

After all, when Mu Nannan talked about Xu Lanxin's life experience, he specifically pointed out that her life experience was not simple. It should be from a big family, and the place where big families gather is nothing more than the capital.

After narrowing the scope down to the capital, he could think of the famous families in the row. Apart from them, only the Shen family, the real thousand-year-old family, remained.

"If it's really the Shen family..."

Mingzhe, who is usually the most esoteric, answered:
"Then didn't we become nephews of the heir of the Shen family?"

How many people have a little connection with the Shen family, and they are all complacent and wish to tell the world. If his second brother's conjecture is true, then not only Xu Lanxin's status is invaluable, but their status will also follow the water. .

However, Song Zichen, who had been silent all this time, said:
"Aunt Lan's real life experience is another story. It's hard to guess now. After all, my sister has already said it. I can't be sure whether Aunt Lan is not related to her mother by blood."

"Let's stop guessing so much for now."

"That's right, even my sister is not sure." Mingzhe really listened to his words,

"Second brother's guess is that he probably went crazy helping the Shen family find their daughter during this period of time."

Sheng Jing glanced in the rearview mirror, and saw Song Jing's gloomy look.

He coughed and said:
"Regardless of whether Aunt Lan has anything to do with the Shen family, we have to help her find out her real background."

"In addition, I think the second brother's guess is not unreasonable. Let's take Aunt Lan to show her face in front of Mrs. Shen, hold a banquet or something, and bring the two together to see if they have any of the mothers mentioned in the book. Induction between women."

"If there is, everyone is happy. If not, we are going to check other families to find a way."

His words were very pertinent, and the other three nodded their heads in agreement.

Mingzhe loves to be lively and has the most contacts in the circle.

He took the initiative to arrange the banquet, so, before the day arrived, all the respectable people in the capital received invitation letters from Young Master Ming.

Shen family.

Madam Shen put down the invitation letter in her hand, took a sip of tea, and didn't show any intention of going.

The servants around her approached and whispered:
"Madam, you haven't gone out for a walk since you returned to China. Since the young master of the Ming family invited you to play this time, you might as well go."

"Don't go, don't go."

Madam Shen waved her hand:
"It's all a group of young children playing together. It's no fun for me to go to an old man's house."

The servant sighed silently.

Knowing her is because she is afraid of seeing a girl who looks similar to the granddaughter in her dream, which will only make her sad.

but,

"Ma'am, you have been back for so long, you have to go out and let them know that our Shen family has been silent for so many years, and we still have ostentation and face. Some families in the province are like jumping clowns. It's annoying to jump around."

Certain Jiangduo families have been restless recently, and Madam Shen seems to have been persuaded.

Finally she put down her teacup and whispered:

"The banquet is in the evening. Go and help me pick out a cheongsam and prepare some gifts. It's just for that kid from the Ming family."

(End of this chapter)