The heartthrob green tea took the revenge abuse script

The Jiang family's banquet is tonight.

Lu Qingjiu pinched the invitation letter that had been sealed in the bedside table for a long time, and carefully put it away at the neckline.

Just before departure, Song Xiao, who said in the afternoon that he would go back to Song's house, just happened to call: "Is my brother going out? I called the driver to pick us up."

"No, I'll go by myself..."

"Brother, go downstairs first."

Lu Qingjiu went down suspiciously, and saw that Song Xiao was also dressed in formal attire, making his figure tall and straight.The costumes are regular, without too much decoration, obviously not stage costumes.

"What event do you have today? Do you want to dress so formally?"

Song Xiao conjured up a thin note with gold letters on a black background out of nowhere, and smiled innocently.

"...Isn't the Jiang family the last thing to want to see you?"

"That's right." Song Xiao seemed aggrieved, "It took me a long time to get an invitation letter."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"A surprise for you."

"..." What a surprise, do you want to award you a little red flower for being the best at making surprises?

Now the headache was even worse, he couldn't figure out Jiang Lianchuan's intention of inviting him, if Song Xiao was with him, how would he find a way to get close to Jiang Er to talk to him?

However, Song Xiao's watery eyes have been attached to him all the time, and he coquettishly said in the tone he couldn't resist: "Brother doesn't want me to go? In order to accompany my brother, I turned down many activities."

What else can I do?Coax it first.

"No, brother is very happy."

"My brother doesn't look happy at all."

"how come?"

Song Xiao frowned: "It's not sincere, but you are perfunctory?"

"..." It's really difficult to serve.

When his mother was still alive, she took him to several Jiang family dinners.

The building of the venue is gorgeous, and each building has a different style but is very coordinated, surrounded by exquisite and elegant landscapes.

However, the highest point of the building complex is an ancient bell tower, built with a spire, which does not match the surrounding style. At night, it looks very strange with flashing red lights.

With the invitation letter, they passed the inspection of the reception staff at the door, walked half a circle around the garden and parked in the designated parking space.The gurgling water of the fountain is light and pleasant, and the melodious sound of the piano in the venue floats out of the window.

After Song Xiao stepped into the hall, the audience was full of clothes and temples. Like a frozen movie scene, their eyes met in one place, stopping at the moment of surprise.

Lu Qingjiu followed Song Xiao, and was also scrutinized by their curious eyes. The inquiring eyes of dozens of people around him swept over him at close range. It was even more uncomfortable than facing the thousands of fans in the audience, and he felt goose bumps all over his body.

Some courageous people stepped forward and asked Song Xiao, "Mr. Xiao Song, are you here to discuss cooperation with the Jiang family?"

Between the Jiang family and the Song family, the word "cooperation" is unusual.

Song Xiao smiled brightly: "Come to play."

There were already people whispering around, and only fragments could be heard in the noise: Young Master Song came to Jiang's house, how could it be that he came to play?There must be something deep.

Lu Qingjiu: "..."

He felt that Song Xiao really came to play with the excuse of being with him.

Curious guests from Jiang's family surrounded the two of them. Lu Qingjiu had been looking for Jiang Lianchuan's figure, and took this opportunity to whisper in Song Xiao's ear, "I won't bother you to discuss business with them."

Song Xiao grabbed his wrist: "Brother, don't leave me half a step."

"It's okay, I've attended the Jiang family's banquet before." Lu Qingjiu left in a hurry, smiling to reassure him, "There won't be any danger in this kind of public occasion."

The Jiang family loves face and loves to be lively, and the cruelty in the business field will never be brought to the surface.

As one of the invited guests, he was at least safe at the banquet when the guests did not leave.

Song Xiao compromised after hesitation: "Brother, contact me immediately if you have something to do, and my watch can receive messages from the phone."

"Okay...you go and deal with them first."

Mr. Jiang has long handed over the authority to his elder son Jiang Lianze. During the banquet, Jiang Lianze was the one who hosted and socialized. Jiang Lianchuan sat in a fixed seat and said nothing throughout the banquet.

Lu Qingjiu followed his memory and fumbled for the sofa seat where Jiang Lianchuan had stayed in the venue. He was about to try his luck, but saw more than one person on the familiar seat.

Both Jiang Lianze and Jiang Lianchuan were there, followed by a man with an unfamiliar face, in his early thirties.

Lu Qingjiu only saw this person once when he was a child, and he recognized him immediately.

His surname is Duanmu, and Kang Bainan mentioned it. Not long ago, he was also put together by Jiang Lianze. He almost didn't survive the crisis, and his family property that had been worked hard for decades was destroyed.

It seems that like the Zeng family, they did not dare to tear themselves apart with the Jiang family, yet they were able to hold the invitation letter and sit down to chat and laugh with the Jiang family brothers.

The atmosphere among the three was tense, and the surroundings were very quiet. No one dared to get close, as if they were separated from the noisy guests by a small space.

Lu Qingjiu was afraid of hearing something he shouldn't have heard, so he turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiang Lianze suddenly picked up the glass on the table without warning, his expression was obviously soft and indifferent, the veins on his arm were bulging, and he smashed Jiang Lianchuan .

A toothache cracking sound exploded on Jiang Lianchuan's wrist bones.

The two Jiang family brothers look alike, Jiang Lianze is a little more tired and mature, and there is a mirror between them.Inside and outside the mirror, one was holding a broken goblet, while the other looked down at the blood on his wrist indifferently.

The visual impact was violent, and Lu Singjiu was instantly overwhelmed.

There were obviously medical staff on standby at the banquet, but Jiang Lianchuan directly took a clean tablecloth to wipe off the blood on his hands, and called a passing servant to deal with it.

And the servant didn't even lift his eyelids, and threw the blood-stained tablecloth into the garbage cart.

Jiang Lianchuan flicked his wrist like a bottle, confirmed that the blood was no longer bubbling, and then smiled mockingly: "Brother, you are not afraid of scaring the guests if you hurt me in front of so many people."

Jiang Lianze stared at him: "You mentioned someone who shouldn't be mentioned."

"He's been with you for two years. Do you treat him as a human being? I just want him to push the wheelchair out and see what it's like outside. Otherwise, he'll be bored into a lunatic by you sooner or later." Jiang Lianze used With his uninjured left hand, he straightened his collar and got up to leave, "If you don't call him, I'll call him."

"Shut up, you mention this in front of outsiders—"

"Is it embarrassing now? You weren't the one who hit me just now?" Jiang Lianchuan smiled, showing off and showing off his wrist to his eyes, "Look, the blood is still fresh."

Lu Qingjiu: "..." Are you really not going to bandage it?Is there a sane person in your family? !

At this moment, the man surnamed Duanmu raised his head, looked straight at Lu Singjiu, glanced at him, and moved his head slightly, signaling him to leave quickly.

Lu Qingjiu, as if waking up from a dream, withdrew from the absurd and bloody scene, turned his head away from this place of right and wrong.

The guests came and went, talking freely, and every prominent figure was surrounded by a group of compliments.He wasn't sure where Song Xiao was, and after several twists and turns, he finally saw Song Xiao was several meters away from him, still being haunted by a group of Jiang's guests.

If it wasn't for his height, even Lu Qingjiu wouldn't be able to see his head.

Lu Qingjiu heaved a sigh of relief, and was going to wait until Song Xiao got away.Suddenly, he felt a cold and greasy gaze on his back, and before he could react, a pair of rough hands climbed onto his slender arms and slid to his shoulders without any scruples.

A hoarse voice sounded from behind: "Are you here alone?"

Lu Qingjiu shook off, turned his head stiffly, and saw a familiar middle-aged man with a rosy complexion and a little fat.

"Mr. He, I am a guest invited by Second Young Master Jiang. Isn't it appropriate for you?"

"We are all guests invited by Young Master Jiang and Second Young Master Jiang. As for why you can get the invitation letter, I know it well, and I believe you know it too."

"..." I was about to ask Jiang Er, you are so clear, why don't you just tell me?

"Are you in a bad situation now? Make an offer, and I can afford it."

"..." Do you like to talk about asking prices when you have money?I wasn't so embarrassed before, was I?

Lu Qingjiu finally figured out something strange.

No one would harass other guests at the Jiang family's home court if they were not sure of success.

Alarmed the master, the loss outweighed the gain.

Lu Qingjiu smiled cautiously: "Who do you think I am?"

"Don't pretend to be innocent, you've been with them for a long time... Tsk." Mr. He seemed to think of some scene that made him greedy, and his smile was sticky, "Why are you willing to sell them a few children, don't you?" Do you think I'm too old?"

Lu Qingjiu's heart felt cold, and he suddenly remembered the vicious words of Kang Bainan when he was tricked into Jiang Lianchuan's hands.

Where did the rumor come from?

Why more than one person knows?

Why do even the elders know about such rumors that are exactly the same as the gossip made up by the children in the school, and why do they believe it so deeply?

"Do you also believe this kind of rumor?" Lu Qingjiu gently shook off his hand, "I'm going to disappoint you, you can't afford my price."

He came to the banquet before and was unharmed because he was the young master of the Lu family.Now, he is a little star who was somehow invited by Jiang Lianchuan after being down and out.

The Jiang family will not harm him at the banquet, but what about the others?Everyone in this circle knows him, but they all know that he is no longer what he used to be, lonely and helpless.

He hurriedly went to Jiang Lianchuan to ask for an answer, said goodbye to Song Xiao in a hurry, and ignored such a fatal loophole.

"You don't have a company or an agent now. Are you living a hard life? I also run an entertainment company. I can give you any resources you want." His shoulder, "I saw you when you were a child, and I saw your photos two days ago. After you grow up, you are more beautiful than before..."

The middle-aged man on the opposite side would definitely not be able to beat him, but even if he hurt an inch of his opponent's skin, he would get endless revenge.

Kong has the strength to overturn the opponent to the ground, but he can't make a move.

Lu Qingjiu looked around.

In fact, there are many people around me, countless familiar faces.They looked over curiously, but when they met Lu Qingjiu's sight, they dodged and only whispered to the people around them.

He even saw Gu Chenfei and Zeng An accompanying their parents, standing not far away, enough to hear their movement.

But there was a lot of noise in the venue, as if he was the only one living in the air without sound and light, becoming a transparent person, pushing and shoving those rough arms that couldn't be shaken off over and over again.

Lu Qingjiu thought indifferently: Is it to beat up Mr. He and wait for him to become angry from embarrassment?Or should we hold on to the stalemate first, and wait for a certain onlooker to find out, and tell the Jiang family?

It seems that no matter which one, this surname He will hold vengeance.

He was already on the verge of boredom and collapse, when he suddenly saw the middle-aged man opposite him stop his movements and look behind him in horror: "Song...Song..."

The arm was embraced by the familiar touch, but Lu Qingjiu didn't feel repelled at all.A hoarse but childish voice sounded from behind, with a hint of complaint: "Why didn't brother call me?"

Song Xiao's arm was pressed against him, and the material of the clothes was tightly pressed against his back, and there was a cool and greasy touch.

Only then did Lu Qingjiu realize that his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

He looked indifferently at those people who watched the excitement but didn't take a step forward. He thought he was calm and calm, but in fact, fear had already penetrated into his bone marrow.

When Song Xiao hugged him, Lu Qingjiu's heart, which was as hard as iron, relaxed, and his eyes were sore, like a lost traveler in the snowy field suddenly being pulled into a warm hut with firewood, all the tension and strength collapsed together moment.

It turned out that he didn't want to carry everything alone.

I also want...someone fell from the sky to save him.