Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

Song Jiajun's birthday was unprecedentedly grand. He had spent several years abroad on his birthday before, but this year he happened to be in China. Mr. Song had sent out invitations early in the morning to celebrate Song Jiajun's birthday.

The invitations in the hands of some important people were all handwritten by the old man, which showed how much he valued it.

Lin Wanyue's invitation was naturally handwritten, too. She handed over the invitation and came to the main building of the old house.

There were more camellias in the flower beds on the roadside than last time, some pink and some white, lush and green. Mr. Guo once praised them, saying, "A tree of camellias is early peach red, and hundreds of red clouds are roaring in pride." It shows the character of camellia.

When Song Jiajun received the message and came down, he saw the little girl standing by the flowers, like a fairy.

"Do you like it?"

"Not bad."

"It's not in vain to win your favor."

In the garden at the main gate, people were toasting. Song Jiajun took the little girl up to the second floor from the entrance of the back garden to avoid the sight in front.

The main hall of the house was decorated ornately, with chandeliers hanging from the dome, and the scene was meticulously arranged.

Song Jiajun had no interest in the birthday party, mainly because the old man wanted to celebrate for his grandson, who had not been around for several years.

Old man Song was surrounded by relatives and friends, and he was constantly being congratulated and flattered. His face was also beaming, "No, no, Ajun is just a kid with a strong sense of career."

Although it was a self-deprecating remark, it was not difficult to hear the pride in the old man's tone.

Let alone other things, just say that none of the heirs of each family could be picked out to compete with Ajun.

Lin Wanyue, who was sitting on the sofa on the side, smiled and said, "Brother Jun has a good reputation~"

"What they say is not important, what you think is important."

"Brother Jun is a rare talent, and I naturally think so too."

Seeing that the little girl was talking in an official tone without saying anything, Song Jiajun reached out and got her a glass of juice.

Old Master Song, who was surrounded, had a sharp gaze and locked onto his useless grandson at a glance. He was relieved when he saw Lin Wanyue beside him.

Fortunately, Wanyue girl came. This grandson is really useless. How come there is no progress after so long? Is it not good enough? ?

The old woman of similar age sitting next to the old man is the old man’s cousin. According to seniority, Song Jiajun should call her cousin.

The old lady followed the gaze of Old Master Song and saw a little girl sitting next to her nephew. She was pretty, but she had never seen a face before, and her status did not match!

"Brother, Ajun is 28 this year, right? Is there no one he likes?"

"I have a girl I like, but I haven't chased her yet. I don't know if this guy can get her."

The old man took a look at this cousin and knew that she had always wanted to match her niece's daughter from her husband's family with her grandson. In the past few years, Ajun had never liked anyone, so the old man turned a blind eye. If they really liked each other, it would be considered a part of his thoughts.

But now that Ajun has someone he likes, he naturally has to focus on his grandson's thoughts. Now saying these words is to tell the people present to put their minds aside and not to disturb their grandson from chasing girls.

The old lady didn't expect such an answer, and her face was a little embarrassed. Song Jiajun had been away from the country before, and only came back once or twice occasionally. Even if she wanted to match them, she didn't have many opportunities. Now she finally came back. She even brought her niece's daughter to the birthday party this time, but she was rejected before she did anything.

"Brother, with a family like ours, it's better to know the daughter-in-law who comes into the house well!"

"You can't tell me this. Ah Jun always has his own ideas. Why don't you go and tell him directly?"

The old lady's father is Mr. Song's second uncle. When the family was in turmoil, the second uncle always stood firmly behind his family. So in the past, for the sake of the deceased second uncle, the old man was still somewhat tolerant of this cousin.

But so many years of tolerance made her feel that her status was different. Now that she was old, her mind was a little unclear, and she wanted to control everything.

The old lady was hit back by Mr. Song's words. Thinking that her brother didn't want to be the bad guy, she couldn't let anyone climb up.

"Why is she here?" Xu Silin, who was chatting with Lin Wanyue, looked up unintentionally and saw the old lady walking over here with a girl next to her.

"Who?" Lin Wanyue looked up. She had high cheekbones and drooping eyes. It was clear that they had never met, but she could feel her dislike from a distance.

"Brother Jun's cousin is not a nobody." Xu Silin's voice was not loud, and no one except the few people around her could hear it.

The old lady came to the front of the crowd and looked around. Even if Lin Wanyue didn't look up, she could feel that the gaze on her was longer than that of others. It seemed thatComing for me.

"Ajun, happy birthday! I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are still so handsome!" The old lady's disdainful eyes suddenly changed when she fell on Song Jiajun, and she was full of smiles. If you only look at her, she is really a kind old man.

"Thank you very much." Song Jiajun has always disliked this old lady, and she doesn't want to give her more eyes except for being polite.

A trace of anger appeared on the old lady's face. It turned out that the people around her were not pure. A good child was brought up so rudely!

Even if she knew that Song Jiajun didn't want to pay attention to her, the old lady didn't plan to give up. It was just that she was blinded by the vixen around her. When she saw better people, she would know what the gap was.

"Ajun, come, let me introduce you. This is my niece from my husband's family. She studied oil painting in F country before. In recent years, she has opened a studio. You can go and see her when you have time!"

The person following the old lady looked to be about 25 or 26 years old. She was not stunning, but she had a gentle temperament. She was wearing a white dress, which was simple and generous. She really had an artistic atmosphere.

"Hello, Mr. Song, I am Ye Xi..."

"I don't like oil painting." Song Jiajun rarely interrupted others, and now his behavior was obviously unhappy.

"It doesn't matter. In addition to oil painting, I also learned other things. What is Mr. Song interested in?" Even if Ye Xi was interrupted, she was not embarrassed at all, and she still spoke gently.

"I like to eat melons."

Lin Wanyue: ???

Xu Silin: ???

Xiao Yi: ???

Ye Xi: ???

Old lady: ??? ?

Lin Wanyue stretched out her leg and kicked him, her eyes full of warnings of "Don't get sick".

Song understood the warning and slowly reached out to brush off the kicked trouser leg, not intending to explain.

Lin Wanyue gritted her teeth, why are you pretending, how can there be dust on your trouser leg? And who has anything to do with you eating melons?

The old lady frowned when she saw the interaction between the two people, "Ajun, you are now at the age of getting married, and you should get in touch with people who are well-matched with you. Your grandfather has been worried about your marriage all these years!"

"Indeed, well-matched." How can it not be considered well-matched? The little girl has a lot of money and can get a lot of things that she can't get herself.

"It's good that you understand. Xixi is about the same age as you. You can also make an appointment to have dinner together and get to know each other when you have time."

When the old lady saw Song Jiajun give in, she thought she finally had hope. She said, marry a virtuous wife, how can you bring a beautiful woman outside home? It seems that she is not completely confused.

"You may have misunderstood. Miss Ye and I are not a good match. Besides, I have someone I like."

A thunderclap suddenly shocked the group of people.

Although everyone knew that the atmosphere between the two had always been ambiguous, except for a few people close to them, no one thought that the two were serious.

One is a prodigy who has been in the business world for many years, and the other is a young lady from a family with a mysterious identity and background. From the beginning, everyone thought it was just a strong alliance.

Every family has business marriages. It's nothing more than two people who feel mutually beneficial after contact, and then get married naturally. If they don't get along well, they will just get along as friends. No one will say such words when everything is not clear yet.

Song Jiajun's attitude made many girls jealous. This prince was the dream lover of many girls.

Lin Wanyue couldn't help but turn her head to look at him. Tsk, he's quite handsome!