At around three o'clock, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the Old Garden Hotel. Jiaming and the others got out of the car. It was still raining.
Shasha was in a good mood, Just now, Xiao Meng's appearance on the street gave her a lot of face, so much so that in the pale faces of the mother and son, she generously waved her hand: "Forget it, we won't pursue the matter." In any case, it was enough to take advantage of the face, the young girl was such a person who was easily satisfied.
Seeing the situation at that time, Xiao Meng looked like he could kill at any time, the woman who was still trembling naturally didn't dare to pester him anymore.
Ya Han didn't want her little mother to know about the car accident, so they called a taxi and directly rushed to the banquet.
This was one of the super luxurious four-star hotels in Jianghai City. At this time in the afternoon, most of the guests had not yet left, but there were some who had arrived early. These people were mostly her little mother's relatives.
In the past, although her little mother was considered the mistress of the Zhang family, her real status was not high. These relatives and friends could only pull some connections to do small businesses, and had never been able to truly integrate into the atmosphere of the Zhang family. Regarding this situation, her little mother was more or less helpless.
Although this birthday banquet was more for Zhang Jingan to discuss business with others, everyone knew that her status had greatly increased. Her little mother was happy, so she naturally informed her relatives near Jianghai to rush over. On one hand, she hoped that her maternal family could also show their faces. On the other hand, she had been in the Zhang family for so many years, but others always remembered her as Zhang Jingan's first wife, Ya Han's biological mother, and treated her as a decoration. Although Ya Han's mother's family was powerful and she had nothing to say, she still felt a little jealous when she thought about it. Now that her status had finally risen, if she didn't let her family know, wouldn't it be like walking in the night with brocade clothes? There was no joy in it.
From the moment they entered the lobby, they met people one after another and greeted them. When they passed by the leisure room by the garden, a large group of people came over. Most of them were Ya Han's little mother's cousins, cousins, nephews, and so on. Ya Han seemed to be very familiar with these people, greeting them as uncles, cousins, cousins, and so on, while introducing them to Jiaming and the others.
Her little mother's surname was Liao, so Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha also called her Uncle Liao and Auntie Liao all the way.
In the Zhang family villa, as the head of the family, Zhang Jingan could be considered to be very busy every day. If these people had something to do, most of them wouldn't dare to disturb him. And speaking of connections, in the past few years, her little mother's network of connections was even narrower than Ya Han's. There were many things she needed to find people in this and that, so naturally, she would find Ya Han for help. Over time, her little mother's relatives became familiar with this amiable and easy-going girl with status.
After greeting these people, they went to the banquet hall to find her little mother. This thirty-something-year-old stepmother was holding a few pieces of paper and comparing them to each table with a frown. She was wearing a red, tight-fitting cheongsam style dress that accentuated her graceful figure. Her meticulously dressed beautiful face seemed to prove that this small celebrity who had been popular for a period of time indeed had the physical capital to be proud of.
But now, this unchanging woman seemed to have sunk into deep distress because of today's banquet. She lightly tapped her forehead with the end of the pencil in her hand. When she saw Ya Han appear, she immediately waved her hand as if she had seen her savior. "Ya Han!
Over here, quickly come over here... "
"Happy birthday, little mother."
"Auntie, happy birthday..."
Seeing the woman in front of her in such a terrible state, if it were only Ya Han, she most likely wouldn't have cared about this birthday greeting at all. But when Jiaming and the others took out their birthday presents that were wrapped in small boxes, the little mother's face first put on a bright and easy-going smile. She had met all three of them before. After greeting them one by one, she gave each of them a red packet and chatted for a while. Just now, she passed the paper with the name list and seats in front of Ya Han and pretended to ask casually.
"Ya Han, do you know Yurong's CEO?"
"Uh, Yurong's CEO?" Ya Han frowned. "I've seen him a few times before. His name is Zhao Congdong, right? Why?"
"Yes, I originally arranged for him to sit at the same table as Dafu Company's CEO Ji, but I heard that their wives had a quarrel in the past. I think we should switch tables, but I haven't decided who to switch with. Yurong's business is a little narrow. We have to find someone he can talk about to sit with, and..."
"Let him sit with Manager Liang. Manager Liang has the gift of the gab and is the best at livening up the atmosphere. Although they don't have much business dealings, I heard that both of them like baseball. That way, they'll have more to talk about." Ya Han tapped on Manager Liang's seat on the paper.
"Oh."
She used a pencil to make some changes on the paper. The little mother smiled. "I originally wanted to switch him with Cloud Water Residence's Boss Gu."
"Boss Gu..." Ya Han looked at the name list on the table. She smiled and put her index finger to her lips as she whispered, "If it's just Boss Gu, there won't be an awkward silence. But Zhu Na is also there. She has some secret dealings with Zhao Congdong. Since CEO Zhao's wife is also there, I'm afraid it'll be very awkward."
"Really?"
"I heard about it too."
"Oh, oh... Oh right, there's also Boss Zhu from Changdong Chain. I still don't know where to put it..."
If it was a normal family's banquet, perhaps everyone would just sit down casually. However, at such a large banquet, how to arrange the seats, how to make the guests and hosts happy, how to highlight someone's status, how to not make someone with a dull personality feel awkward or left out, all of these became profound knowledge that tested the host's skills and interpersonal skills. In the past, these things were mostly done by Zhang Jingan and his assistant. This time, they were taught to the little mother herself. Although he had given her a lot of instructions, there were always some things that she couldn't take care of. At this time, after chatting with Ya Han for 20 minutes at the big round table, the little mother finally let out a sigh of relief. Only then did she remember that there was still something important to do.
"Oh right, Ya Han, look at how anxious I was. I forgot to introduce him to you. This is my cousin's son. His name is Wen Congyi. He just came back from studying in America. You two should get to know each other. Maybe he can be a teacher at Sacred Heart College."
As she smiled, she turned around and grabbed a tall young man. Just now, Wen Congyi was about the same age as Ruan Wenqing, but there was a hint of arrogance in his bones. It was probably not the kind of arrogance that a person in a position of power would have, but more of an extreme feeling.
Just now, little mom and Ya Han were arranging seats. Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha were just drinking tea and watching from the side. Seeing this situation, Lingjing gave Jiaming and Shasha a smug look, as if to say, "See, I was right. It is indeed a blind date …" There was an ambiguous atmosphere.
Wen Congyi was obviously dragged here by little mom early in the morning. Generally speaking, when a man and a woman of similar age were introduced to each other in such a manner, coupled with the ambiguous tone, the meaning of a blind date was quite obvious.
Wen Congyi stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, I am Wen Congyi."
Ya Han glanced at Jiaming first. Seeing that Jiaming was holding his teacup and pretending not to see, Lingjing and Shasha were looking at each other ambiguously. Just now, she revealed a formal smile, nodded, shook hands, and immediately let go. "Hello."
It looked like a polite exchange between two company managers. Before Wen Congyi could say anything else, she picked up her handbag first.
"Oh right, little mom, if there is nothing else, I will bring Jiaming and the rest to play around. I heard that there are a few new large game consoles in the entertainment room here.
Call me if there is anything. "
"Uh …" Little mom was stunned. This Wen Congyi was her nephew in name, but in reality, he was only a few years younger than her. Since young, he had been outstanding in all aspects, such as games, sports, and so on. Later on, he was able to study abroad. In her eyes, he was really outstanding beyond belief.
A few months ago, when she found out that Ya Han had fallen in love with a woman, she had already objected. But back on the ship, that girl called Jian Suyan had destroyed everything with her bare hands, which had really scared her. Thinking back to the unscrupulous shooting and murder on the streets of New York, she did not dare to say anything openly. She could only plan to introduce a few outstanding men to Ya Han. When she found out that Wen Congyi had returned to China, she had always wanted to arrange for the two to meet. Of course, this was similar to not letting the goodies flow into the fields of others, but in general, it was for the good of Ya Han. Who knew that this girl would be so smart? Once they met, she immediately ran away, showing her intention to reject vividly.
By the time she reacted, Ya Han had already pulled Lingjing and Shasha away with a smile on her face. Jiaming put down his teacup and hurriedly followed.
"Damn girl …" Little mom stomped her feet and secretly curled her lips in annoyance. Then she turned around and smiled as she introduced some interesting things to Wen Congyi. She naturally had to change the topic to avoid making this nephew feel awkward. I brought you here for a blind date, but she has no interest in you at all. You have no value to me.
Just now, she slowed down her footsteps as she quickly left the banquet hall. Lingjing smiled and said, "Why did you run so fast, Sister Ya Han? I think that Wen Congyi is very handsome. Let me be right, he was really anxious to get you here for a blind date." She was quite proud of herself.
"So what if he's handsome? He's not my type."
Ya Han smiled and shrugged. Coupled with her fresh and elegant spring dress, this action was full of confidence and wisdom. "And you guys, what did you say in the car at the beginning? First it was Jiaming as my boyfriend, then it was Lingjing as my girlfriend. I already have a boyfriend and a girlfriend, but in the end, when something happened, you guys were there pretending to be a teapot …"
"Bad marriages will go to hell. Who knows if you fell in love at first sight with a handsome guy."
Shasha laughed gloatingly. Now that she had Jiaming, and it was in a relatively public manner, it was fortunate that no one set her up for a blind date. Otherwise, if she didn't scold them, she would probably directly run away and not even hold their hands.
"If something like this happens again next time, I'll push Jiaming out."
She pretended to be angry as she said this, but she was a little happy inside. This way, she could brazenly do some ambiguous things with Jiaming. It was a pity that she had already said that she was gay in front of her stepmother. Otherwise, this time, she could also use Jiaming as a shield.
She thought for a moment and smiled. "But Lingjing, do you think this Wen Congyi is very beautiful?
Why don't you introduce him as your boyfriend? "
"No!
He's not my type. "
"Then what type do you like?"
"Shasha is like this."
There was only one answer to such a question. As usual, Lingjing hugged Shasha, but she heard Shasha cry out. Jiaming smiled and rushed up from behind. He hugged Shasha's waist and ran forward. "This is my wife, right? If you want to hug her, go to Sister Ya Han."
At this time, the three of them had gradually developed into adults. The oldest, Shasha, was 1.67 meters tall. She was the most active and the most cheerful, and she often gave people the feeling that she was the most independent and mature — although everyone knew that she was actually the most clingy and loved to act spoiled at home. She was dressed in casual clothes and had a neat ponytail. At this time, Jiaming hugged her waist. Her legs were only slightly off the ground, and her hands were also tied around her waist, unable to move. It was as if she was directly "carried" away. She cried out in shock and embarrassment, and her face instantly turned red.
If she was suddenly hugged by another man, she was afraid that she would immediately fight back fiercely. However, when it was Jiaming, she did not have any thoughts of resisting. After running a few meters and turning to face Ya Han and Lingjing, she twisted her body a few times. "Let go of me, I think I still like Lingjing more."
"Yes, let go of my Shasha!"
Lingjing said with a smile. She was wearing a simple and pure white spring dress. She had just trimmed her hair yesterday, and she looked beautiful, obedient, and lively.
However, when she threatened with a smile, it always felt like she was acting coquettishly. Jia Ming turned Shasha's body to one side, not letting her block him. "Are you kidding? When you snatch it, you'll let it go. When have you heard of it?"
What was more depressing was that his current height was similar to Shasha's. Although he was still growing, he estimated that he would not exceed 1.75 meters at most, and would not be able to reach a stalwart figure.
This side of the corridor was spacious and transparent. At one end was a medium-sized hall, and not far from the other side, there was a large ornamental indoor garden. There were a few waiters, far and near, passing by, and occasionally glancing at the beauties.
Lingjing laughed and pulled out a bouquet of flowers from a large vase beside her. She chased after Jiaming and Shasha.
Jiaming quickly ran away with Shasha in his arms. They circled around a pillar in the indoor garden. For a moment, laughter and screams were heard.
Peng, peng, peng, peng, peng, peng, peng. Pink petals fluttered in the air. Ya Han also smiled and took a bouquet of flowers to help. She wondered when Jia Ming would be able to carry her and run around like this.
She thought so in her heart.
A bright red cheongsam appeared at the other end of the corridor. She looked over, then made a few "shushes" and waved her hand. Ya Han smiled and stopped. Seeing that Wen Congyi did not follow, she walked over. "Auntie, what's the matter?"
"What's the matter?"
Auntie sighed and rolled her eyes at her. "I thought that Wen was quite good, so I introduced him to you. It's good to be friends, but he ran away like this. Are you afraid of him?"
"Stop trying to provoke me."
Yahan ran her fingers through her hair and smiled elegantly. "Being friends? Do you think I don't know you guys? If we become friends now, there will be a lot of trouble in the future. I'd rather be a natural friend than someone who is purposely introduced to me.
Besides, he's not my type at all. "
"Wen is liked by many girls in America …"
"He's a womanizer."
"Uh …" Realizing that she had spilled the beans, Auntie rolled her eyes again. "But you can't say that he's a womanizer. I only said that he's popular with girls.
Alright, even if he's not your type, then what type do you like? "
"Auntie!
It's not like you don't know that I already have Su Yan! "
"What's the difference between two girls? Then you and Auntie can do it too?"
Auntie frowned in distress. "I'm not trying to force you, but you still have to marry a man. Besides, that Jian Suyan hasn't come to see you for so long. How nice would it be if you liked a boy? I don't even dare to tell your dad about you. You two are closer now. If he finds out about this, who knows what will happen between the two of you?"
"Auntie, please keep it a secret for me, please."
At this time, Jiaming and the others had stopped fooling around and were chatting and laughing while waiting for her. Ya Han stole a glance at Jiaming. "Besides, you know Su Yan. She has violent tendencies and is very vengeful. When she was in New York for me, she had no scruples about killing people. Even the police couldn't catch her. If I fall in love with a man, hehe … I'm afraid that she'll take revenge on our whole family. Even if she only takes revenge on me, I'm afraid that I'll be caught and raped and killed a hundred times over. Who knows how many torturous methods she'll use on me …"
Jiaming, who was not far away, rolled his eyes at her lazily. Ya Han smiled and said enthusiastically, "Maybe it'll be like on TV. She'll strip me naked and lock me in a secret room, forbidding me to go out forever. She'll whip me every day and drip wax on me to make me a beautiful woman …"
"Don't talk nonsense. What kind of TV show is that …"
"Uh, it's a videotape …"
Auntie was scared and glared at her. "Why … do you only watch that kind of thing? That's a videotape. How can there be one in real life …" Back when Ya Han ran away from her marriage, Jiaming had brought a videotape of Liu Wenli abusing girls. It was coincidentally seen by Auntie, so she wasn't too surprised at this time.
"She watched it with me. If she wants to do it, Auntie, you can think of it. There's nothing that she can't do …" She glanced at Jiaming, who looked helpless, and smiled brightly.
If it was a normal person, they wouldn't be able to relate to this. However, Auntie had seen Jian Suyan's power and most likely thought that she was a monster or a psychopath. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but worry. "Then, then, what should we do? You'll get married eventually. It's fine if you play with her when you're young, but you can't possibly not have a boyfriend for the rest of your life, right? Now …"
"Okay, I know, Auntie. You don't have to help me go on blind dates in the future. I can handle these things slowly.
I know you're doing this for my own good, Auntie.
Come, give me a kiss … Auntie … "
She hugged Auntie and kissed her hard on the cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark.
Auntie was still worried at this time, but when she heard Ya Han's words, she sighed helplessly. "Okay, as long as you can handle it … Actually, Xiao Wen is not bad …" As she said this, she took out a makeup mirror from her handbag and looked at it. She glared at Ya Han and turned to run away. "Now I have to touch up my makeup again …"
It was almost four o'clock when Ye Qianqian successfully scared off her enthusiastic and nagging Auntie.
Ye Qianqian had originally planned to let Jiaming drive to pick up Ye Qianqian's parents, but now that there was no car, she had to call them and let them come by themselves.
Shasha was probably the most enthusiastic about video games. However, in the current four-person team, Jiaming was not interested in much. Ya Han was the oldest member, and on the surface, she was the teacher of the three of them. Naturally, she would not make too many suggestions about entertainment. Although Lingjing liked to go shopping, like other girls her age, she liked to look at expensive and gorgeous jewelry and high-end cosmetics, she liked reading more. This was mostly related to her frugal habits, because compared to other hobbies, reading cost much less money. Therefore, under Shasha's suggestion, the group went to the large video game room inside the hotel to pass the time before the banquet.
Shooting in the haunted house, motorcycles, car battles … The four figures were divided into two or three random groups and played one game after another. Shasha liked games that were relatively violent, such as shooting games or car chase games. She often teamed up with Jiaming to torture the monsters on the game console. Ya Han and Lingjing liked relatively quiet things. Occasionally, they would play car racing or whack-a-mole together, and occasionally, they would split up.
At around five o'clock, Ya Han slowly earned points at a slot machine, and Lingjing ran to the side to play a quiz game.
"Hey, Jiaming, come here, I don't know how to …"
Not far away, Jiaming and Shasha were tired of the shooting game in the haunted house. Shasha was looking for the next game that she was interested in. Lingjing turned around and called Jiaming.
When she turned around again, she was already surrounded by a dark shadow.
"You don't know how to?
Let me teach you … You should choose D for this question. "
Just now, Wen Congyi, who was introduced to Ya Han by her auntie, was standing next to her in a half-hug. There was an arrogant smile on his face that was probably attractive to most people.
Lingjing frowned slightly at this kind of intimate attitude.
"I'm sorry, can you move aside a little?"
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