rebirth daughter returns

The date on the invitation is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.

Before sixteen, Song Yunxuan lived very quietly.

Chu Mochen went to the hospital with her for an examination. After taking some medicine, the symptoms of vomiting had almost disappeared.

Chongyuan's finger pull and Luo Fanshu's finger pull have been sent back by Chu Mochen.

The day before Song Yunxuan's banquet, Chu Mochen took her to a shrine in Tokyo to ask for a lottery.

The signature shows that it is signed.

She just raised her eyebrows slightly and threw away the stick.

Seeing her throwing away the lottery, Chu Mochen walked over with a frown: "What?"

"The signature is not good."

"Signed?"

Song Yunxuan smiled, the fur scarf set off her pointed chin, her small face was pale with pink, icy muscles and bones, and clear eyebrows and eyes.

"Place the sign."

Chu Mochen's face became ugly, and he stretched out his hand to pull her to ask for another lottery.

Song Yunxuan held his hand with both hands, pulled away his hand holding her finger, clapped three times in front of the shrine, closed her eyes, and silently made a wish.

"One more draw."

Song Yunxuan didn't take it seriously: "This kind of thing is just for auspiciousness, it's credible or not, why should it be so serious."

"It's because of the auspiciousness that I want you to draw an auspicious lottery."

Chu Mochen took the lottery.

Song Yunxuan, however, finished making her wish, and looked up at him: "The ones who can bless me are never gods and Buddhas."

Her eyes were clear and firm, as if she had seen all the wind and rain.

"Who is that?" Chu Mochen asked him in a low voice.

She smiled: "It's me too, maybe... it's you."

Afraid of the cold, she hid her fingers in the fluffy fur warm sleeves, and looked at her with a smile: "Are you right?"

There was a strange feeling in Chu Mochen's heart. He stretched out his hand to hold her hand, wrapping his palm around her hand, warming her: "I will protect you, as long as you are willing."

Song Yunxuan nodded, his eyes reflected his appearance: "I am willing."

Chu Mochen, as long as you treat me well, I will.

When I finish all this, I would like to be by your side all the time.

Wait until I'm done.

Wait for me to avenge Gu Changge.

Soon, soon.

She hugged her gently, and pressed her face against his chest, docile like a kitten that suddenly became sensible.

Chu Mochen put his fingers lightly on her back, and kissed her hair lightly with his lips: "I will protect you, we will return to Yuncheng soon."

After solving the Xiao family's matter, return to Yuncheng.

……

After rushing back to Hong Kong from Tokyo overnight, Song Yunxuan was so exhausted that she thought she would sleep in bed until the sky was dark.

Unexpectedly, she woke up at five o'clock in the morning.

The banquet is scheduled for dinner time.

Song Yunxuan looked at the electronic clock showing that it was only five o'clock in the morning, got off the bed in her pajamas, and then opened the curtains to look at the yard in the night.

The shadows of the trees were hidden in the darkness, and the sky was pitch black with no stars.

There are lights in the courtyard to illuminate the ground next to the fountain.

The fountain was still gurgling.

Under the light, there are flying snow swirling down from the sky like feathers.

Song Yunxuan looked at the snowy scenery outside the window indifferently and calmly, her thoughts drifted away a little bit.

Memories of the past floated up in my mind little by little.

She thought of Gu Cheng again, and her biological father.

Gu Changge's biological mother died young, and the only family member is Lei Ting's father.

Although she is his father's most beloved and biased child, his father will definitely not let her become a young lady with nothing good.

She looks like Gu Cheng, but her personality has inherited part of her mother's weakness and softness.

She has been with her father since she was four years old.

My father is a tall and handsome man who likes to wear a pair of black lambskin gloves in winter.

Gloves are smooth and soft.

Her little hand was held by such a hand. In winter, she walked from the gate of the huge Gu family compound to the gate of the main house.

That section of the road was long, and the sky was covered with snow.

Her father's footprints and her little footprints stretched in a row on the white snow.

Father is willing to hold her hand and walk with her, but he never picks her up and holds her for the entire journey.

She has been stumbling since she was a child, even though her tired legs were sore and she wanted to act like a baby, but the coldness in her father's eyes still made her keep her words of acting like a baby in her throat.

At the age of 14, she only learned from the old housekeeper that only the next head of the Gu family could be led from the entrance of the Gu family mansion to the entrance of the main house.

For other children, they can only go through the side door.

Even though they are both Gu Cheng's children.

She is the most different.

Because it's different, she has to walk the Gu family's path by herself.

She wants to support the Gu family.

Even if everyone around her is gone, even without the father who led her along the way.

She still has to persevere, to lead the next head of the Gu family through this long journey.

Thinking of this, she involuntarily raised her head and sniffed.

Behind him, on his shoulders, suddenly dropped a soft wool coat.

Warmth envelops the body.

She looks sideways.

The man in pajamas hugged her from behind and clasped her waist with his hands: "Why don't you sleep more?"

"Can't sleep."

"You sleep too little, it's not good for your health."

She put her hand on his and folded it on his: "It will get better in the future, and today is an exception."

"exception?"

Chu Mochen asked her sharply.

Song Yunxuan smiled, and the brilliance reflected in the pupils of her eyes was reflected in the transparent glass like a mirror.

"Yes."

The exception, the long-awaited exception.

Today is destined to be extraordinarily exciting.

……

The Xiao family banquet hosted wealthy families in the business circle of Hong Kong City and dignitaries of Hong Kong City in the upper class.

The Xiao family's face was great, and those who were invited came to the Xiao family in advance.

Xiao Zhai's best piece of land in Hong Kong City is priceless and priceless.

Today's main house is no longer the antique architectural style ten years ago. After the death of Mr. Xiao's most valued son, Xiao Xuan, the old man moved to live in the courtyard deep in the main house.

The huge Xiao family was handed over to the two brothers Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang to repair it.

The two brothers held great power over the Xiao family, and thought that the entire Xiao family was already in their pocket, so they simply chose the European style they liked when repairing the mansion.

Although the old man was a little bit critical, he didn't go into it.

The Xiao Family Mansion now presents a combination of Chinese and Western architectural styles.

The old man lives in the deep part of Xiao's house to cultivate, while Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang are all active in the front villa.

Because this time the Xiao family banquet was hosted by the two brothers Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang, naturally the place of the banquet was set at the Xiao family's European-style villa.

Song Yunxuan chose a backless mermaid evening dress before departure, and she wore an ice blue diamond-encrusted evening dress, as if a mermaid had strayed into the world.

The jet-black hair was made into a dignified and delicate look by the hair stylist, revealing a smooth and beautiful forehead.

The facial features on a small face are full of beauty and maturity that cannot be ignored.

A diamond necklace was worn on a fair neck.

The true love ring was put on the ring finger of her right hand by Chu Mochen himself.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Yunxuan was slightly distracted.

Chu Mochen stood beside her, so suitable for her.

She smiled: "Let's go."

Although Chu Mochen hesitated, he did not stop her from going to Xiao's house.

At the moment when she saw the invitation letter, she was indeed a little joyful and excited.

Xiao Jiancheng's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with a strong ink style.

Although the old man is already 87 years old, the strength in his bones has continued over the years.

People say that you can understand a person by looking at their handwriting.

Looking at Xiao Jiancheng's handwriting, Song Yunxuan could vaguely guess what kind of person Xiao Jiancheng was, but it was only a rough guess.

On the way to Xiao's house, the phone vibrated silently twice.

Song Yunxuan always looked down, then looked away.

Chu Mochen only saw her looking at her mobile phone, and was a little suspicious: "Who is looking for you?"

"It's just an alarm clock. I'm afraid of missing the time for the dinner, so I set the alarm clock for two time periods."

She responded like this, and Chu Mochen didn't ask any more questions.

But when they arrived at the Xiao family compound, Chu Mochen got out of the car first.

The car door opened, and he reached out.

She put her hand on his outstretched fingers, felt his fingers tighten and exert force, then got out of the car, and was embraced by his waist.

When the media in Hong Kong City received the news that the Xiao family was going to hold a dinner party, they all stopped at the entrance of the Xiao family's mansion.

Every invited guest was surrounded by the media to take pictures the moment they got off the car, and even asked for an interview.

The moment Song Yunxuan got out of the car, the spotlights blared, causing her eyes to hurt.

Chu Mochen's bodyguards quickly stepped forward to block the bright light that flashed when the media pressed the shutter.

Chu Mochen took Song Yunxuan into his arms, and Song Yunxuan obediently let him protect and walk inside.

Some media came up with a microphone to interview Chu Mochen: "I heard that the Xiao family is not on good terms with the Huo family. This time the Xiao family is holding a dinner and inviting celebrities from all walks of life. Mr. Chu, you are from a family in Yuncheng. Does coming to the appointment mean that you want to have a good relationship with Xiao?" Is the family married to Qin and Jin?"

Chu Mochen protected Song Yunxuan and walked forward without saying a word.

The scene was a bit chaotic, and the surrounding media rushed towards them with their microphones.

It was a bit difficult for the bodyguards brought by Chu Mochen to protect them and move forward.

Just at this time, some media jumped in front of the two of them, pointing the microphone at Song Yunxuan who was silent in Chu Mochen's arms: "I heard that Miss Song is the youngest daughter of the Song family in Yuncheng, may I ask Miss Song if you are in Huo Mochen?" Did Miss Jia Huo Jiahui know Mr. Chu later?"

Song Yunxuan looked away from Chu Mochen's arms and looked at the microphone in front of her, her eyes were indifferent, and she didn't speak.

Seeing this, the bodyguard pushed the media away, and the assistant followed up, responding for Song Yunxuan: "This is Ms. Song's private matter, I have no comment."

However, the media seemed to have found a breakthrough, and they all pointed their microphones at Song Yunxuan: "Miss Song, are you a third party intervening between Young Master Chu and Yinghou Huo?"

"May I ask how you got involved in the relationship between the two?"

"May I ask if Young Master Chu changed his mind first or did you use some means to force Young Master Chu?"

Song Yunxuan didn't know why the media was so concerned about her relationship issues, but since this issue was raised, it would be too weak and deceitful to keep silent.

She left Chu Mochen for a while, facing the reporters who were chasing after her, "Actually..."

"Actually, Miss Huo Jiahui and I have never had a relationship. Yun Xuan is my lover. I love her deeply."

As soon as this remark came out, the media were stunned.

Song Yunxuan couldn't help being startled too.

Is it inappropriate to say that you love her so frankly at this time?