Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 130 Jin Ziqi, Don't Look Back (1)
Behind him was Song Qiyan's low and warm laughter.

At the sign-in area at the entrance of the venue, Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan, who came together hand in hand, became the focus of attention.

Jin Ziqi also just found out that Song Qiyan was attending the birthday party on behalf of the Song family.

Of course, she would still think a little narcissistically, because she came, he would come here on his own initiative.

Song Qiyan signed his name smartly, and wrote her name as well.

"Thank you." Jin Ziqi thanked him politely. On this occasion, it's better to keep a little distance from him.

Song Qiyan looked at her quietly for a while, then looked around.

Under the restrained and gossiping eyes around him, he stepped forward helplessly, stood firmly in front of her, and then bent close to her face.

I could clearly hear gasps from around me, "My God..."

Jin Ziqi's breathing also suddenly became heavier, and his waist unconsciously bent back.

Sure enough, the environment still affects people.

Song Qiyan reached out and plucked a fallen eyelash from the corner of her eye.

Under the amazed eyes, he stood up straight and smiled lightly: "Go in."

"Uh, okay." The voice was dry, Jin Ziqi never thought that one day he would be so embarrassed.

Turning around in a hurry, the high heels were tilted, and they were about to fall, so I hurriedly reached out to grab them.

An arm was already waiting there quietly.

Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, laughed a few times, and helped her up.

But she didn't take away the big hand resting on her waist, wanting to take this opportunity to create more scandals about the two of them.

After the two of them entered the arena, there was already an interesting discussion behind them.

"So it's true, I thought it was a rumor..."

"The crown prince of the Song family who came back from the dead fell in love with his nephew's ex-fiancee, that's enough news for a wealthy family..."

"It's really a blessing in disguise..."

"However, when did the crown prince of the Song family and the princess of the Jin family get married..."

Jin Ziqi followed Song Qiyan into the arena side by side, making all the guests focus their attention.

The golden boy and the jade girl can no longer describe this shocking feeling.

Because behind these two people are the two major family groups of the Song family and the Jin family.

Two people standing together gave people an illusion as if they were born to do so.

All eyes are on them.

The audience was so silent that the sound of a needle falling could be heard.

Only the light violin music lingered above the banquet hall.

Jin Ziqi bore those scrutinizing eyes calmly, holding Song Qiyan's arm with one hand.

Sooner or later, it will be made public. Today is just the calm before the storm.

Soon, the guests restrained their curiosity, turned their eyes and started to hold their wine glasses at the same time, chatting and laughing happily with the guests around them, showing a high-style aristocratic demeanor.

Song Qiyan smiled back at those eyes beside him, then lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

"Should I go to greet the host first or eat something to satisfy my hunger?"

Because of this sudden kiss, the two became the focus of the banquet again.

Jin Ziqi nodded to those surprised eyes without changing his expression, "Let's greet the master first."

"Okay, let's go then." Song Qiyan grinned, his eyes filled with smiles.

Song Qiyan bent his arm, Jin Ziqi answered his hand again, and walked towards the main table hand in hand.

Jin Ziqi, who took off the cloak and fur, revealed the purple evening dress underneath.

The style is simple, the tailoring is decent, and the delicate fabric seems to be attached to Jin Ziqi's body. The overly long skirt moves with her, like a layer of water.

The noble long hair is entangled in those restrained gazes, looking charming, gentle and dignified.

Such a woman full of oriental classical charm now belongs to another outstanding man.

Few of the guests present did not know the relationship between Jin Ziqi and Su Hengfeng's former fiancée.

Because of this, he began to whisper.

Surprised and excited eyes fell on Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan from time to time.

The guests who were familiar with each other began to talk about the complicated history of the Song family with great interest.

Mr. Yuan of Shengxing Holdings Group has passed his seventies, but he still looks old and strong, while the little princess of the Yuan family is wearing a pink tutu skirt, sitting beside Mr. Yuan, looking around with thick black eyes.

Jin Ziqi walked up to congratulate Song Qiyan on his arm, handed over a red envelope, and smiled slightly: "Congratulations."

Song Qiyan followed closely and took out an exquisitely packaged jewelry box from the inner pocket of the dress.

Handed it to the little princess, "I went back to Australia not long ago, and brought it here by the way, I don't know if the little princess will like it?"

When the jewelry box was opened, it was a feather hairpin embellished with opal, which was of great value, self-evident.

The little princess jumped off the chair, held the jewelry box and couldn't put it down, and did not forget to thank Song Qiyan: "Thank you uncle!"

Song Qiyan smiled like an elder, and looked at the little princess warmly: "It's as long as the little princess likes it."

Sitting in the main seat, Mr. Yuan looked at Song Qiyan's eyes with more appreciation, and laughed loudly: "Song family boy, take a closer look, you look very much like the old man Lan!"

"Mr. Yuan praises him so much, how can Qiyan compare to Grandpa's demeanor!"

Under Song Qiyan's humble smile, it was hard to hide the restrained arrogance on his body, and Yuan Lao naturally saw his extraordinaryness, and nodded with a smile: "Your father's vision is getting sharper and sharper!"

This sentence quite hints that Song Zhiren intends to hand over the Song family to Song Qiyan to take care of him.

The eyes of the older generation are always accurate and poisonous in looking at people. I am afraid that these words will spread to the circles of this city tomorrow.

Fortunately, Song Ranqin wasn't there at the moment, otherwise he would have lifted the table and jumped up.

Jin Ziqi looked at the hairpin in the little princess's hand and lightly raised his eyebrows, not knowing when he prepared it.

Or plan ahead, buy it long ago and put it in the bottom of the box for a rainy day?

Thinking of this, Jin Ziqi's eyes fell on the face of the man beside him.

Maybe it's the genes of the mixed race, his brow bone is slightly higher, his eyes are deep, and he has two narrow and deep double eyelids, at the moment he is talking with Yuan Lao, he narrowed his eyes slightly, he really looks like a big bad wolf.

Sensing her gaze, Song Qiyan turned to look at her with a wider smile.

Over there, Elder Yuan asked with a smile: "Girl of the Jin family, why don't you see you enter the arena with the third son of the Yin family on your arm?"

For the past four years, Jin Ziqi and Yin Li have always gone together on such occasions.

(End of this chapter)