Song Weiwei was almost coerced by Li Baihan. Sitting in the car, she was still angry with Li Bohan. When she got out of the car, she heard the voice of old man Li trembling with excitement, her eyes immediately turned red.

She took a deep breath and barely controlled her emotions before she walked around the rear of the car and stood beside Li Baihan.

In her hand was the gift that Li Baihan stuffed her in the car just now. She didn't see what it was, but from the brand on the outer packaging, she knew it was an antique bought by Li Baihan at the auction.

The eyes of the Li family all fell on her, with scrutiny and inquiry, but no malice.

Against these gazes, Song Weiwei handed the gift in front of Mr. Li, "Li, Mr. Li, I wish you a happy birthday, and your life is better than Nanshan."

Old man Li was still staring at her. When he got closer, old man Li could see her face clearly. Except for the profile, her frontal face didn't look much like Song Weiwei's.

In addition, the pair of thick black-rimmed glasses covered most of her face, and it was even less resembling when viewed from such a close distance.

"You're not Miss Wei." Old Master Li didn't go to accept the gift in her hand, but just looked at her face and said with a little disappointment.

Song Weiwei felt sore in her heart and her eyes were burning hot. She smiled and said, "Mr. Li often confuses me with Mrs. Li. I've never seen a picture of Mrs. Li. Do we really look so alike?"

Mr. Li looked at her, it was a face that could be called a stranger, but he felt inexplicably kind to her, "I'm the one who was abrupt, are you Secretary Song?"

"Yes, old Li."

Only then did Old Man Li accept the gift in her hand, "Good boy, it's good that you come, and you can't spend so much money in the future, do you hear me?"

Song Weiwei smiled, "Yes."

Standing beside Li Baihan, watching the interaction between the old and the young, Song Weiyi seldom smiled, but standing in front of the old man today, the smile on her face never disappeared.

It's strange that even though they met for the first time, they feel like they've known each other for a long time.

"You are Secretary Song. When I saw you get off the car just now, I thought it was Weiwei who came back. Looking at it this way, you two don't look alike." The person who spoke was the second aunt of the Li family. She looked at Song Weiwei with all kinds of eyes picky.

She didn't pay attention to that country girl before, but the old man and the eldest son treated her like a treasure, and even asked his eldest grandson to marry her, just to make the wealthy family in Beicheng laugh at their Li family's tasteless taste.

Song Weiwei knew that Second Aunt Li had always disliked her, so she just nodded politely at her without saying anything.

On the contrary, Mr. Li couldn't stand it anymore, and glared at the second aunt of the Li family, "Second daughter-in-law, if you don't know how to speak, just say a few words less."

The second aunt of the Li family was wronged and embarrassed by his training, and she didn't like Song Weiwei even more in her heart, "Dad, Weiwei has been dead for six years, not just any cat or dog can pretend to be, don't let someone take advantage of you."

Hearing her words become more and more ugly, Li Baihan frowned and said: "Second Aunt, if you can't speak, go back and study the Xinhua Dictionary again."

The second aunt of the Li family was furious, but seeing Mr. Li's obviously stern gaze, she just snorted, hid beside Li Er, and complained softly, "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know a good heart."

Li Er saw the old man's face darken, he quickly pinched his daughter-in-law, and signaled her to shut up with his eyes.

The second aunt of the Li family stared at Song Weiwei, the more she looked at her, the more she felt that this girl looked poor, especially so thin that she could be blown away by a gust of wind, how could she be compared with Miao Yiren?

I don't know why the eyes of Dafang's family are so bad. They don't like the ready-made phoenix, but they have a special liking for the shedding sparrow.

Seeing that the second aunt of the Li family finally calmed down, Mr. Li relaxed his frowning eyebrows. He patted Song Weiwei on the shoulder, "Let Bai Han take you in for a while."

"it is good."

Li Baihan handed the jade in his hand to Old Man Li, "Grandpa, I asked the master who carved the lotus boy last time to re-carve a birthday gift for you. You can see if you like it."

Old Man Li took it, and taking advantage of the fact that there were no guests at the moment, he opened the velvet box inside and took out the birthday boy.

Li Cangqing and Li's mother poked their heads to look. They have been under the influence of Mr. Li for many years, and their eyes are also very poisonous. They both showed admiration, and Li Cangqing said: "Except for Master Muyi, I am afraid that few people in Beicheng can carve such a good birthday celebration. Child."

"Yes," Li's mother stared at the birthday boy for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Father, have you noticed that this boy's eyebrows and eyes are a bit like Bai Han?"

"is it?"

Hearing what she said, everyone's attention was on the boy lying next to Shou Xing's legs. If you look carefully, it really looks like seven parts.

Old Man Li nodded excitedly, "Yes, the eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as when Bai Han was a child, Bai Han, where did you find the master sculptor, how does he even know what you looked like when you were a child?"

Song Weiwei stood beside her, and when she heard Li's mother say that He Shou Tong looked like Li Baihan, her heart skipped a beat, and then she sank suddenly. When she met Li Baihan's deep gaze, she almost turned her head away guiltily.

At that time, she was selfish when she carved the boy, and Mr. Li regarded her as his own granddaughter, but she couldn't take Song Chenchen to recognize her ancestors and return to her clan. She just wanted to carve a bottle of birthday boy, so she had the right to be Song Chenchen with the old man.

Facing Li Baihan's probing eyes, Song Weiwei said calmly, "I communicated with the master sculptor, and found a photo of Mr. Li and Mr. Li from the Internet for him. Take a closer look, Shou Xing's eyebrows and eyes are also very similar to Mr. Li."

"Really, Shou Xing's facial features are [-]% similar to Dad's, and Secretary Song has a heart." Li's mother looked at Shou Xing, then at Old Man Li, and found that what Song Weiwei said was true.

Because of this discovery, Mr. Li was very happy. He looked at Heshou boy carefully, with a smile on his face and eyes, "This is the best birthday gift I have received today. Secretary Song is a good boy with a clever mind."

"Old Li is ridiculous."

With his hands in his pockets, Li Baihan glanced past the boy and landed on Secretary Song's face with a humble face. Just as he was about to speak, a luxury car stopped in front of the hotel.

Someone immediately went to open the rear door, and an old man with white hair got out of the car. Song Weiwei's face changed slightly when she saw him.

The man had already walked in front of Mr. Li, and the two shook hands warmly. After exchanging greetings, the old man's eyes fell on the birthday boy in Mr. Li's hand.

"Old Li, can you show me the bottle of birthday boy in your hand?" The old man's eyes lit up, he took the bottle of birthday boy from old man Li, looked at it several times, and said in amazement: "No Thinking of seeing the works of Master Mu Yi's closed disciples in Beicheng."

"When did Grandmaster Mu Yi accept closed disciples?" Old Man Li wondered, "We have never heard of it."

"Of course you haven't heard of it. The closed disciple of Master Muyi is in Jiangcheng, and she is the adopted daughter of the Song family in Jiangcheng. When I visited the Song family in Jiangcheng, there were many jade ornaments in their living room. The carving technology is at its peak. This bottle He Shoutongzi definitely came from that adopted daughter."

Before the old man finished speaking, Li Baihan's gaze was fixed on Song Weiwei who was about to make her invisible. She turned out to be the master sculptor behind the scenes? !

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