Following the servants at the banquet, Qian Ruisen and Qian Jiahong arrived at the seats arranged for them. When they sat down for a while, Qian Jiahong subconsciously used the corner of his eye to look at the surrounded little figures not far away, but because he was too far away, he could not see anything.

He sat quietly in the chair without saying a word.

To be honest, he really hated this kind of environment.

But he couldn't not come.

As soon as Qian Ruisen sat down, someone he knew came over to greet him. The two of them chatted and laughed, completely ignoring Qian Jiahong who was sitting next to them. One of them even raised the wine glass on the table and poured some red wine. When the glasses clinked and the two of them drank it all in one gulp, the man noticed Qian Jiahong sitting quietly in the chair and shifted his gaze towards him.

"This is your son. He has grown so big."

Qian Jiahong then stood up, smiled at him and said, "Hello, uncle."

The man smiled like a flower and said quickly, "Oh, what a good kid, and quite handsome."

Qian Jiahong frowned slightly unhappily, but he said nothing.

Qian Ruisen, who was standing next to him, raised his glass and said with a smile, "That's natural. After all, he is my son, Qian Ruisen, so he must be excellent."

The man nodded: "Well, then you will definitely feel relieved when the Qian family's company is handed over to your son."

“Haha, that’s natural.”

"..."

Qian Jiahong sat back in his seat in silence while the two people were having a joyful conversation, without saying a word.

During this conversation, the man standing on the stage suddenly raised the microphone and coughed simply into it. Suddenly, the whole audience fell silent, including Qian Ruisen who was talking and the man he knew.

Qian Jiahong shifted his gaze.

At that moment, all the lights in the venue dimmed, and only the candles on the table emitted an orange-yellow light. People who had not yet had time to react made noises in surprise, and when they finally reacted, they saw that several spotlights were focused on Situ Yan.

Situ Yan was smiling, holding the microphone in his hand, and very politely bent 90 degrees, with his other hand on his waist, and a string of English words came out of his mouth smoothly: "Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet. It's time for dinner."

The group of ladies and gentlemen sitting in the audience fell silent.

His eyes quickly looked at Situ Yan who was standing on the stage.

Qian Jiahong also shifted his gaze towards him with a calm expression.

He was wondering what the purpose of the man in front of him holding the banquet was.

He invited so many people, even President Mu was invited, so his strength must not be underestimated.

Situ Yan was very satisfied with the effect of the audience, and then continued to say with a smile to the microphone: "Thank you all for attending my banquet today. It is really an honor for me, Situ Yan."

Situ Yan spoke on the stage, introducing the purpose of holding this banquet, and then introduced the entertainment programs at the banquet. Those who are interested can come and participate, but the most important thing is the dance session after the entertainment programs.

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally said: "This banquet is to invite everyone to come and relax, everyone must have a good time."

After saying this, he bowed like a gentleman to show his respect and then walked off the stage.

The lights on the scene lit up again, the gentle orange lights lit up, and the music in the venue changed, making people feel comfortable listening to it.

Watching the servants bringing exquisite dishes to the table, Qian Jiahong had no appetite at all. His eyes searched for the little figure in the white sequined skirt in the crowd. When he came to his senses, he was subconsciously startled by his own action.

why?

Did you take the initiative to find her?

Or is it because of what his father said…?

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