No matter how reluctant Song Shushu was, her birthday party was still here.

In order to have a clean life, she has been staying in the hotel recently. Fortunately, Lin Bai helped her arrange it very well. Everything living here is quite used, so she simply didn’t bother to move back. The unit building is much stronger.

There was an autumn rain last night, and the brilliance of summer seemed to fade away with the scorching heat. When it came, it was brilliant and swift, but when it left, it was lingering.

The constant temperature system was turned on in the hotel room, but Song Shushu still felt a bit of coolness when he woke up.She woke up to the persistent sound of the alarm clock, and sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms.

The exposed skin was aroused by goosebumps when it touched the air outside the quilt, Song Shushu silently shrank himself into the quilt, it was a bit cold, and he really didn't want to go out.

When Ji Sui heard the alarm clock in the bedroom ringing again, he knew that this person was lying in bed again, so he walked to the door and started meowing twice.

From the resistance at the beginning to the initiative now, a certain Mr. Ji accepted it in just a short week.

Every time Song Shushu stayed in bed, he would pretend to yell outside, and most of the time he could summon a yawning shit-shoveling officer.

Today was no exception. Originally, Song Shushu didn't intend to stay in bed any longer. Coupled with Master Meow's call, Song Shushu opened the door before the fourth call at Ji Sui.

"Are you hungry? I'm going out today, about one afternoon. In order to prevent you from being hungry, I'll open an extra can for you."

Her kittens are different from other kittens. They are not so interested in canned cat food and cat strips. Instead, they prefer to eat cat food made by her. This is simply a sweet burden for her, but she It's just as good as it is.

one morning?Which birthday party is not prepared from morning till night?Although he had already guessed the danger of this banquet, Ji Sui Shi still couldn't help feeling sorry for her, his girl deserved the best in the world.

Song Shushu looked at the little cat in front of her with a deep look, and finally showed her first smile today. She rubbed his head like kneading dough, and said that the black cat is a very spiritual creature. Could it be that he sensed himself? Are you emotional?
A second before closing the door, she watched the figure gradually disappearing through the crack of the door, and that feeling became even stronger.

Looking at her standing at the door and not leaving for a long time, Ji Suishi was a little puzzled, so he jumped up the hallway.

She reached out and touched his head, leaned over and pressed a kiss on his forehead, then turned and left.

Look mom, I'm not alone this year.

Although this hotel room cannot be called a home in the traditional sense, she feels that as long as she and Song Dameng can be together, it is her small home.

Lin Bai had been waiting in the downstairs lobby of the hotel a long time ago. Seeing her coming out of the elevator, he also put down the half-read financial magazines, straightened his suit and stood up.

When the two met, they didn't exchange much greetings, they got in the car and went straight to the stylist.

In the car, Lin Bai was still mocking her: "Who doesn't invite a stylist to the house on the same day, so that it is convenient to touch up makeup halfway, how can you be so cramped."

Song Shushu didn't take it seriously, she even contacted the planning company to make a low-profile version for the original birthday party planning, so can she care about this?
"By the way, the planner you're looking for is really amazing. With such a low budget, you can still come up with a decent plan. When the company has any activities in the future, we will go to them and do it well."

The Song family's budget for organizing a banquet for Song Shushu was pitifully small among peers. I don't know if it was Song Qingxiang's deliberate arrangement or the money was kicked back by Liang Chunxue, an unscrupulous middleman.He was almost speechless by the operation of the Song family. He really didn't know whose face he would lose in the end.

His parents were right. Ever since Uncle Song married the current Mrs. Song, his mind seemed to be buried with Aunt Ji.

"The dress has been chosen for you. It's in the stylist's place. I'll pick it out later." Mrs. Lin has been choosing a dress for Song Shushu for a long time. You can't refute the kindness of the elders.

She didn't choose the two dresses that looked complicated, but chose a simple skirt suitable for action.

Seeing her attire, Lin Bai frowned, but didn't say anything.He could tell that this person had no intention of giving the Song family face in front of the guests.

He called the bodyguards, and two more men met him outside the manor.For some reason, looking at her rare and sharp makeup, and her sassy aura, he believed that it would be a bit difficult not to fight.

The Song family has a villa by the sea that is specially used for banquets, which saves money on renting venues.Of course, there is no need to bear the loss fee.

Although not many people were invited on the surface, many people in the circle came after hearing the news. Everyone was very curious about the rumored Miss Song family.The Second Miss of the Song family is very familiar with them, and there are many suitors for her delicate temperament, but few people know about her elder sister.

I just heard that she doesn't want to touch the family business and is an artist. As for the more specific things, I don't know.

The Song family's influence in the local area is neither high nor low, neither so high that people pay attention to their every move, nor so low that they are unknown.

When children of their age are brought out to participate in the banquet, there are many purposes, either to introduce seniors, or to choose a marriage partner.

After all, the Song family has two daughters, so no matter which daughter they marry, it is advantageous.

The banquet started with everyone having their own concerns.

"Oh? You're here today too?"

"My mother insisted that I come over and take a look, but I don't know what to see. If she was so beautiful, she would have shown her off a long time ago? As for why she hasn't shown her face yet?"

The young man who was asked pouted impatiently, with a gloomy expression, and had no expectations for the banquet.

"I heard," his friend poked him, signaling him not to talk nonsense, "the former wife of the Song family left shares for this eldest lady, but the amount will not be announced until today, no, circle Aren’t all the people here here?”

The young man rubbed the arm that was poked, and looked around the crowd, and he saw a few familiar faces, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"It's the same as choosing a concubine, how can I pay it back?"

His question was bound to go unanswered.

Song Qingxiang always pretended to be good outside, and it was the same this time. He took Song Shushu to stand on the stage, patted her on the shoulder, and looked like a loving father: "Thank you for coming to my daughter's birthday party,"

(End of this chapter)

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