Jiang Li was still entertaining guests at the front door, when he was suddenly poked by the servant at home.

"Miss, look over there."

Jiang Li looked up and saw several members of the Cheng family approaching, carrying many things and grinning.

Not only were they dressed neatly, but Mrs. Cheng and her daughter-in-law also put on custom-made dresses, and even wore complete jewelry.

Jiang Li felt relieved and walked over calmly.

Mrs. Cheng came over to greet her first, took out three thick red envelopes from her bag and placed them on the table.

"Miss Jiang, we were rude just now. No, now we are here to apologize to you. Today is your grandfather's birthday after all. It doesn't look good if everyone is so stiff, right? We only need two seats. .”

Jiang Li glanced at the three red envelopes, and each one should contain 20,000 yuan.

She smiled lightly.

"But Aunt Cheng, you just said clearly that you couldn't come. There are a lot of guests today, so I will make room for you."

Mrs. Cheng's face froze, her words stuck in her throat.

"I just saw his seventh sister-in-law talking on the phone in front of me. She was quite bad. I know she's back, but where is his eighth sister-in-law? How can she come out to help for a while at such a banquet?"

Mrs. Meng sighed, "I came back when I was still in the countryside. I called and said that the twins were sick again. It was hot and it was a bad thing. These two children were born prematurely and have been suffering from minor and serious illnesses since birth. It's quite pitiful. .”

"No matter how bad your health is, you can still get sick so often, isn't it? It's their old man's 70th birthday, and he brings it back all year round?"

"The eldest sister of the Jiang family is still sensible. She is young this year. Have you fallen in love?"

I was wearing a dark purple Chinese-style jacket with blessing patterns embroidered on the bottom, which was solemn and stingy.

At that time, listening to the people in Qizhou praising the mother and son of the Jiang family, Wen Jiayuan ate a large piece of pastry, glanced at Qizhou twice, then twirled her orchid fingers and clutched the teacup, deliberately changing the subject and saying:

"Yes, it's your son, Li Li. You will make arrangements for the new year in a few months. The snacks they eat and the tea they drink are all chosen by you."

Right now you have to be busy taking care of those VIPs.

The heating is on outside the villa, and you are only wearing a light pink filigree cheongsam, embroidered with pearl silver thread underneath, which was specially designed by Mrs. Meng and complements your slim waistline.

Mr. Cai, who had eaten sweets due to illness, was given sweet snacks.

So for several days, Jiang Li didn't see any movement coming from the villa opposite.

Jiang Zhaoyuan came over with a warm grunt and gave the first order to expel guests.

Wen Jiayuan, who was a bad friend as a teenager, also agreed and even invited you over.

As a young lady, Mrs. Meng naturally received criticism from everyone. A circle of noble ladies gathered around the sofa where she was sitting.

"Ah? Who arranged this? It can always be his younger brother and sister, right?"

It happened that all the people who came in and out of Jiang's house today were shameless people. We were really embarrassed about that person, so we could only take our things and leave in despair.

Outside of your perception, we basically have nothing to do with rural people.

"Yes, yes, I was thirsty and I handed you some water."

Of course, that's all before.

It was Mrs. Wu who hated drinking green tea who got a cup of black tea.

"What's the matter with you little girl? Are you so incapable of doing things? Do you have the final say at such a big table? It's not your turn to speak in your family, right?"

It happened that Jiang Li came over at that time.

Her hair has also been carefully taken care of, and she is full of energy, looking like a 70-year-old man.

Lin Manru's family background was very poor. She married a husband worth over 100 million yuan directly after graduation, and her life was going smoothly.

The people around were surprised.

"It's been a long time since I've seen him, and his girl is becoming more and more energetic."

Sister Zhao and Sister Chen had some conflicts, and one of them was assigned to the back hall and the other to the front hall.

"Their family actually invited Mrs. Li. You have the worst temper. You come here for special dinners, but you actually came here today. It's because their family has such a small reputation."

Lin Manru laughed and put the cup up.

"My words are serious. You really didn't worry about the meeting today. They also know that you are busy with the studio recently. Where can you have time to take care of that?"

Suddenly, all the ladies in the circle were full of praise for Jiang Li.

You are a primary school classmate of Mrs. Meng and Jiang Minghai, and we have known each other for a few years.

But he remembered that Mr. Jiang used to hate this eldest granddaughter the most. How could he leave all the arrangements for his birthday banquet to her?

It really feels like home.

Mrs. Meng laughed angrily twice and said, "Wanzhi sent something here."

"That snack is delicious. Where did you buy it? You can arrange it for your family during the Chinese New Year."

The person sitting closest to Mrs. Meng is Lin Manru.

Her black hair was pinned up with a white jade hairpin, and round Australian white pearls hung from her ears, making her face look whiter and brighter.

"Li Li is really allowed to talk in your house. Doesn't he have any objections?"

"Manru, their family's arrangement today is wrong. It's not in order."

"How did Mrs. Jiang train him? He's both good-looking and capable. He's like your boy. He only eats and sleeps outside the house every day."

How did you contact Mrs. Meng after that? I heard that Mrs. Meng had recently set up a studio, so I quickly came over to contact you, saying that I wanted to add some orders to Wen Jiayuan.

The faces of the Cheng family members turned blue and white, whether they were standing still or leaving.

"They still know, right? The eighth daughter-in-law of our family is strange. She is obviously from a rural background, but unfortunately she flew off the branches and turned into a phoenix due to difficulties. As a result, before she gave birth to the child, she returned to her parents' home every once in a while. Or she was the eighth daughter-in-law in our family. What’s worse, marrying a rural girl with a low literacy level and living her life like a bachelor is still a waste of time.”

When Mr. Cheng saw this, he quickly stepped forward, behaved like an elder and began to scold Jiang Li.

Wen Jiayuan did sigh, "After all, this is the marriage arranged by the old man. He said that you and Lao Ba are a perfect match. Of course, you juniors have nothing to say."

In the past, people would get bored after just a few minutes at a banquet house, but after staying at Jiang's house for half a year, they still felt unsatisfied.

"Old man Cheng, your girl invited him with bad intentions. It was because he bit Lu Dongbin that he knew a bad person's heart. You just put your words there today. His Cheng family's cultivation will be half a step behind your Jiang family's!"

A powerful voice came over, and everyone looked up and saw Jiang Zhaoyuan, who was leaning on a dragon-head crutch.

Jiang Li smiled slightly and responded one by one, and said hello one by one.

Wen Jiayuan laughed again and looked at the sisters next to her.

The dignified and elegant appearance attracted praises from a circle of ladies.

The bad thing is that you are unprepared if you delay. Almost everyone made a list based on their likes and dislikes, and then asked the Master to recite them sentence by sentence.

Mrs. Meng smiled from ear to ear.

This man named Wanzhi got such a bad marriage and still gave him face.

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