readytorunbook Chapter 381: Do you like me?
Chapter 381: Do you like me?
In Mrs. Song's eyes, her son was the most perfect person in the world, so perfect that he had no flaws whatsoever.
Song Junying was outstanding from a young age and never caused his grandmother any worry.
She got into a second-tier university in China at the age of 19, unlike Jiang Ning, who was already 20 when she took the college entrance examination.
Although I received a guaranteed admission spot from the school.
But who knows how much of that is just hype!
Grandma Song understands the current state of education in China; as long as you donate a teaching building to a school, the school can guarantee you admission.
and so.
Jiang Ning's guaranteed admission spot must have come from this.
If Jiang Ning were truly that outstanding, she wouldn't have had to wait until she was 20 to take the college entrance examination.
Jiang Ningke and Song Junying are simply incomparable.
It's worth noting that Song Junying actually got into a second-tier university back then!
A second-tier university doesn't sound like much.
But if you really want to take the exam, it's not that simple. Otherwise, why would there be so many junior college students and vocational school students now?
and so.
Song Junying has always been the pride of Old Mrs. Song. Her son is so capable that he will surely become a business tycoon who dominates the region in the future.
Song Zhizhi glanced at Old Madam Song and said, "Mom, you're giving my brother way too much credit! Don't forget, besides being the only girl in the Shi and Si families, Miss Shi is also a benefactor of the Ryan family in P country."
Previously, it was common knowledge that Xilia had attended the Shi family's banquet in a high-profile manner and presented Jiang Ningyu with a jade pendant in public.
At this point, Song Zhizhi continued, "Mom, the Ryan family is a noble family in P country. Miss Shi possesses the Ryan family's jade token, making her equivalent to a noble. I'm genuinely worried that Miss Shi and her family might look down on my brother!"
After all, apart from being divorced like Song Junying, Jiang Ning seems to be inferior to Song Junying in every other aspect.
Hearing this, Old Mrs. Song was even more speechless. She looked at Song Zhizhi and said, "The reason she became a benefactor of the Ryan family is because the Si family in Hong Kong has a good relationship with the Ryan family! It has nothing to do with her personally. Women are different from men. Men can still marry better after a divorce, but if a woman is divorced, whether she can get married or not is another matter!"
"If your brother is willing to take her, she should be very grateful! I just don't know if your brother will even be interested in her."
That's right.
What Mrs. Song is worried about now is that her son doesn't like Jiang Ning.
It wasn't that Jiang Ning looked down on Song Junying.
Song Zhizhi: "......"
After saying that, Old Mrs. Song continued, "Zhizhi, believe it or not, as long as I go to the Shi family to talk about this, not only will Shi Sheng be burning incense in gratitude, but the Shi family will also be thankful to me."
"What kind of man can a second-hand woman like Shi Sheng marry? It would be a miracle if she could even get married at all. Your brother is destined to become the second Master Shen!"
Who is the most prestigious man in Beijing?
Of course, Shen Jingnian is the only one who can be chosen.
Let alone China.
Even on the international stage, he is one of the top figures.
Jiang Ning is so lucky to be able to marry a second Master Shen.
Song Zhizhi smiled and said, "The second Master Shen? Mom, do you know how old Master Shen was when he became famous? Look how old my brother is this year!"
Shen Jingnian is only thirty years old this year.
But Song Junying is already thirty-two!
Most importantly, Shen Jingnian entered the business world at the age of 18, served as a peacekeeping officer for two years at the peak of his career, and was still able to stand at the top when he returned to the business world!
What about Song Junying?
At thirty-two years old, he's still living off the family business. Compared to Shen Jingnian, or even to ordinary people, he's nothing special. Once he sheds the mantle of the Song family head, he's nothing at all.
It's ridiculous that Old Mrs. Song still fantasizes that Song Junying will surpass Shen Jingnian in the future.
What's the difference between this and daydreaming?
Grandma Song was even more unhappy. Her son was the apple of her eye, yet he was being insulted like this by her own daughter.
"Your brother is a late bloomer! Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, didn't ascend the throne until he was 41! Your brother is only 32 this year. His life has just begun. Let me tell you, your brother's future achievements are going to be great!"
Upon hearing this, Song Zhizhi was speechless.
She shook her head helplessly. Originally, her idea of matchmaking Jiang Ning and Song Junying was just something she said casually, but she didn't expect her mother to take it so seriously.
In the end, they even felt that Jiang Ning was not good enough for Song Junying.
Song Zhizhi turned to look at Old Madam Song and lowered her voice, saying, "I advise you not to oversimplify this matter. My brother is only a treasure to you."
Grandma Song snorted coldly, "Facts speak louder than words, I'm too lazy to argue with you."
After saying that, Grandma Song took out her phone and took a picture. "I'll show the picture to your brother when I get back. If he thinks it's acceptable, I'll go to the Shi family to propose marriage."
She could imagine how happy the Shi family matriarch and the Si family matriarch would be if she went to the Shi family to propose marriage in person.
Don’t say anything else.
Considering the life-and-death friendship between Old Master Shi and Old Master Song, the Shi family wouldn't refuse.
Song Zhizhi said nothing more.
The banquet was still going on.
Shi Nanxing, Si Huashang, and Jiang Ning's family of three toasted the guests below the stage.
Soon, the toasts were served to Old Mrs. Song's table.
Shi Nanxing smiled and introduced Si Huashang, "Huashang, this is Aunt Song, and Uncle Song used to be an old comrade-in-arms with Dad! This is Miss Song."
After saying that, she looked at Jiang Ning and said, "Shengbao, you have to call Grandma Song and Aunt Song."
Jiang Ning greeted people obediently.
Grandma Song picked up her cup and looked at Si Huashang, "Huashang, congratulations on your rebirth! I wish you and your family of three all the best in the future!"
"Thank you, Aunt Song."
After toasting Mrs. Song, Shi Nanxing took his wife and daughter to toast other elders.
Looking at Jiang Ning's back.
Grandma Song lowered her voice and said, "Zhizhi, did you notice?"
"What did you notice?" Song Zhizhi was taken aback.
Grandma Song continued, "Shi Sheng is pretty, but she's too thin! I suspect that her constitution makes it difficult for her to have children! Moreover, I now suspect that the reason she divorced her ex-husband was because she couldn't have children, which is why he didn't want her."
Gee tut.
What kind of woman is she if she can't even have children?
It's only natural that Jiang Ning's ex-husband wants a divorce!
Song Zhizhi coughed lightly, "Mom, she's just lost a little weight, please don't talk nonsense."
“What I said is the truth.” At this point, Grandma Song continued, “But even though she can’t have children, I don’t mind. After all, our family already has Yaozu.”
Song Yaozu.
He is Song Junying's son with his ex-wife. He is six or seven years old this year and is also Song's beloved eldest grandson.
Previously, Mrs. Song was worried that other women's children would compete with Song Yaozu for the family fortune.
Song Yaozu was raised by his grandmother from a young age.
and so.
Grandma Song adores her precious grandson.
Seeing how thin Jiang Ning was, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Zhizhi rubbed her temples, somewhat speechless. "Mom, Miss Shi is just a little thin. Can you please stop overthinking things?"
In fact, Song Zhizhi often didn't understand why Old Mrs. Song, who was also a woman, would belittle women in such a way.
Grandma Song rolled her eyes at Song Zhizhi.
If her daughter hadn't married into a wealthy family in Beijing, she would have slapped Song Zhizhi.
After all, from the very beginning, Song Zhizhi had been belittling Song Junying!
really.
The old saying is still true.
The water thrown out by the married daughter.
No wonder everyone wants to raise a son!
Fortunately, she has a son and a grandson!
Otherwise, she would have been driven to her death by that wretched daughter, Song Zhizhi.
On the other side of the banquet hall.
Yue Qianlan met a handsome guy.
Right now, she's playing a drinking game with a handsome guy: "A pot of old wine, two knives, three cups, four goblets, five heads, six sixes, seven clever hands, hahaha, you lost again, drink up, drink up."
The handsome guy has a good alcohol tolerance.
He drank several cups without his face turning red.
Moreover, he didn't cheat, which suited Yue Qianlan's taste quite well.
Si Xubei stood aside, watching this scene with a very deep gaze.
This girl.
What is its zodiac sign?
How can I get along with everyone?
That man clearly had ill intentions.
Otherwise, how could he keep losing to her?
"Fourth Brother," Si Xuxia walked over from the side and put her hand on Si Xubei's shoulder, "What are you looking at?"
"Didn't see anything."
Si Xubei glanced at him.
Si Xuxia laughed and said, "Just looking at her won't do any good! March is a sucker for good looks, if you don't make a move soon, she'll be snatched away by someone else~"
"Mind your own business." Si Xubei's expression was rather unpleasant.
"I just came to remind you that since some people are taking my good intentions for granted, I won't meddle anymore." With that, Si Xuxia turned and left.
Here.
Yue Qianlan, who had been winning all along, actually lost this time!
Yue Qianlan picked up the wine glass on the table, just about to drink, when the handsome man looked at her and said with a smile, "Miss Yue, how about we add each other on WeChat? If we add each other on WeChat, you won't have to drink this wine."
"Okay." Yue Qianlan had just taken out her phone.
A figure walked over from the side, a pleasant voice sounding from the side. One hand pressed down on her phone, and the other snatched the wine glass from Yue Qianlan's hand, "I'll drink this glass of wine for her."
After saying that, the man drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Yue Qianlan looked up in surprise!
From her angle, she could just see Si Xubei's perfect jawline and sharply defined facial features.
The Si family members are all exceptionally good-looking.
Si Xubei is the kind of guy who's a bit of a roguish charmer.
For a moment, Yue Qianlan's heart was beating a little fast.
Thump thump--
With each sip, her face grew hot; the cup Si Xuxia had just drunk from was the one she had drunk from.
Did this count as an indirect kiss?
The more Yue Qianlan thought about it, the hotter her face became.
After finishing their drinks, Si Xubei dragged Yue Qianlan away to the other side.
"Fourth brother!"
"Ok?"
Yue Qianlan stopped, looked up at him, stared intently into his eyes, and asked, "Do you like me?"
After saying that, Yue Qianlan waited for his reply.
She's someone who can't keep things to herself and doesn't like ambiguity.
Moreover, youth is finite.
She didn't want to waste time.
If two people like each other, why not give it a try?
and so.
She needs to find out the details.
Upon hearing Yue Qianlan's words, Si Xubei was completely stunned!
I could only feel a buzzing in my ears, my heartbeat and breathing mingling together, and it felt like I was walking on cotton wool.
He never expected that Yue Qianlan would ask such a question.
She's so direct!
one second.
Only one second.
Si Xubei's face turned completely red!
Red dripping blood.
Waiting for Si Xubei's reply for a long time, Yue Qianlan became a little anxious. "If you like someone, you like them; if you don't like someone, you don't like them. Just say something!"
Si Xubei took a deep breath. This usually eloquent business elite stammered, "I, I..."