The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

The two cars of the Su family arrived at their destination.

They arrived late. When the car drove in, they saw cars parked outside. The dinner would start in ten minutes.

The greeting guy at the door had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw the car coming, he immediately ran forward and walked around to open the door.

Su Jianguo got out of the car first, walked to the other door, opened the door, placed one hand on top of the door, and helped his wife get out of the car with the other.

Su Qinghe was sitting inside, and it was a bit inconvenient to move out. One hand was holding the hem of her skirt and the other was supporting her father.

A pair of smooth and white calves stretched out first, followed by a slender hand holding her father's palm. The girl lowered her head slightly, and her long, slightly curly hair naturally fell down with her movements.

After getting off the station, Su Qinghe straightened her dress. Mother and daughter each held Su Jianguo's arm with one arm and joined Su Jianjun and his wife.

Although she had seen the upper body effect of Guaiguai wearing this dress, Xu Mei couldn't help but regret when she saw Guaiguai just getting out of the car, why was this not her daughter.

Wang Xiujuan naturally noticed her sister-in-law's gaze, and couldn't help but feel happy and a little proud.

Because they had to take care of several ladies wearing high heels, the Su Jianjun brothers deliberately walked slower.

High heels are no stranger to Su Qinghe. The school has a special etiquette class, which is also a required course. Girls must wear high heels and skirts every time they attend class, and boys must also wear formal clothes and ties.

Some powerful girls can run in high heels.

The waiter leads the way.

Later, Wang Xiujuan worriedly warned her daughter about some matters. It was impossible for them to take her with them all the time during the dinner, and her daughter rarely attended such occasions.

No matter how good the child is, a mother will always have to worry about it.

The waiter opened the door and bent slightly to signal them to come in. Unlike the outside world, the banquet hall was brightly lit.

People wearing exquisite dresses shuttled among the crowd, raising glasses and chatting with friendly smiles on their faces.

Although the banquet hadn't officially started yet, the atmosphere was already rising. Su Qinghe took a rough look around, and when he hadn't arrived yet, he took a closer look and found someone walking towards them.

When they came in, countless pairs of eyes looked over, and before Su Qinghe could react, they were crowded with people.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is Su Qinghe.

Everyone in the circle knows that the children of the Su family rarely appear in public, and they rarely attend these dinners.

This is rare in the industry. Most people will frequently take their children to various occasions to meet people and make friends when they are teenagers.

The youngest girl of the Su family rarely shows up, and no one expected to see her tonight.

Among the people who came to the dinner, a small number had attended Su Qinghe's birthday party when she was a child. More than ten years have passed, and the chubby little girl has become so beautiful and slim.

Some people with calculations came towards her when they saw Su Qinghe appear.

Su Qinghe felt that her face was frozen with laughter. Waves of people came one after another. If the host of the dinner hadn't come over, the others might not be willing to leave.

"Qing He is getting more and more beautiful."

"Hello, Uncle Song." Su Qinghe greeted obediently with a smile.

The Song family and the Su family can be regarded as family friends. The relationship between the two families was very good until the Su Jianjun brothers' generation, but the younger generation did not seem to have a good relationship.

But because of the holidays, the elders of the two families will also take the younger ones around. Although they are not very familiar, they are not unfamiliar either.

"Yanqing, please take Qinghe to introduce your friends." Uncle Song asked his son to come over and entertain the guests.

After Song Yanqing had just said hello, he didn't speak. When he heard his father's words, he looked at Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe also looked at her mother.

Wang Xiujuan nodded, "Go ahead and ask Yanqing to help me take care of Qinghe."

Song Yanqing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with a gentle smile in her eyes, and told her not to worry, and left with Su Qinghe.

"Would you like some juice?" He asked the waiter to bring him a glass of juice.

Su Qinghe had just kept saying hello to people, and her mouth was already thirsty. This glass of juice came just in time.

"Thank you, Brother Yanqing." Su Qinghe took a sip and thanked with a smile.

I’m really tired from work. I went to bed after dinner after get off work yesterday. When I woke up again, it was already midnight and there were no updates. The update time will not be fixed in the next period of time, and I cannot guarantee the word count. I will wait until I get used to the work rhythm.