After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

Hotel, backstage corridor.

As soon as Jiang Xuehe pushed open a certain door, she was dragged in by the anxious Mother Jiang, and pressed all the way into the changing room, beckoning the make-up artist to get ready first, complaining involuntarily.

"My little ancestor, where did you go? I asked you to change your clothes before coming back. Wouldn't it make people laugh at our Jiang family for treating their daughter harshly?"

"Maybe I haven't gotten over the jet lag yet, and I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll go out to get some air." Jiang Xuehe replied gently.

In fact, it is impatient to deal with those overt and secret scrutiny.

The guests who were invited to the banquet arrived one after another, but the Jiang family also came a lot, and one by one, their sons and daughters came to greet them in a legitimate manner.

My mother repeatedly told me not to show it on my face even if I felt uncomfortable, otherwise I would make up some inexplicable rumors when people saw it.

"Be patient a little longer, and you can have a good rest when you go back at night."

Jiang Xuehe nodded indifferently. In terms of manners, she had never made any mistakes in the past.

But after all, she has been away for six years, and she didn't have so many banquets to attend when she was abroad.

Jiang Xuehe put on the dress that Jiang's mother specially ordered for this banquet, and sat in front of the makeup mirror. The hotel assistant in charge of the banquet delivered the guest registration list according to her request.

Jiang's mother said from the side: "I also read the list. There are many young talents here today. They are talented and beautiful, and they are all good matches. And you, Uncle Tang, also promised to bring your son. You two are not much different in age. , It’s a pity that we haven’t seen each other for many years, so I just took this opportunity to catch up on the old days, and if I don’t like it, I can just look at other things.”

The Tang family and the Jiang family are family friends, but the Tang family has risen rapidly recently, and has faintly surpassed the Jiang family.

But the two have cooperated for many years, and it is no longer a simple competitive relationship. Instead, the Jiang family began to worry that the Tang family would get away after its rise and leave them directly.

Further up, they are not completely without other options.

Both parties are well aware of these wavering thoughts, and at this time, they are not happy to see the cracks in them.

It happened that the young master of the Tang family was the only son of the Tang family, five years older than Jiang Xuehe, but he was still unmarried, and he didn't even have a date.

Of course, this is the blatant rhetoric of the elders in the family, as for the truth, no one will go into it.

Mother Jiang's meaning is very simple, Jiang Xuehe is not too young, it's time to think about getting married.

As for the candidates for this marriage, it is natural to consider the impact on the family.

I think so, but Jiang's mother can't say it too bluntly. Jiang Xuehe looks gentle and never refutes her parents loudly, but she has a lot of ideas in her heart. If she doesn't want to, no one can explain it.

Especially since Jiang Xuehe took the initiative to choose to go abroad, Jiang's mother always lacked confidence when facing her daughter, and she was inexplicably frightened.

Jiang Xuehe looked at the list quietly and did not respond.

Mother Jiang was a little apprehensive, and hurriedly said, "Of course, I won't force you, it's up to you to like—do you have someone you like now?"

Jiang Xuehe paused slightly, his eyes stopped for a moment on a certain page of the list, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. When he turned his head to look at his mother, he still smiled gently, showing no trace of impatience.

"If there is one day, I will tell you."

"Yes, yes, that would be great." Mother Jiang said, "But tonight is such a good opportunity, meeting you will not hinder you..."

Jiang Xuehe handed back the list, said thank you in a low voice, closed his eyes and let the makeup artist fiddle with it.

From time to time, someone knocked on the door outside, saying that someone had arrived, and Jiang's mother reacted differently, most of the time she could feel a little bit of joy.

It's just a reception banquet, and it's the Jiang family's face to have so many people cheering on.

When Jiang Xuehe got ready and got up and walked out, he heard his mother complaining.

"Traffic jam? What kind of reason is that?" Jiang Mu's expression turned ugly, "I clearly promised to be there, why are you making such an excuse at this time to play us?"

The hotel manager who had just received the call laughed a few times, bowed his head and did not answer.

Jiang Xuehe stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

The hotel manager took a look at Mother Jiang before replying: "Miss Luan called just now, saying that she encountered a car accident on the way, and the traffic jam was too serious. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. Please tell us the hotel. We will definitely meet you next time. Make an apology to Miss Jiang in person."

"Miss Luan?" Jiang Xuehe asked, "Luan Yinghua?"

"Who else could it be Miss Luan, of course it's from the Luan family. I heard that Miss Luan likes to collect all kinds of paintings the most. Xuehe, you have studied abroad for so many years, maybe you can catch her eyes. Tell me Friends can do you absolutely no harm."

When it comes to the Luan family in their circle, that's naturally the same family.

Compared with the "upstarts" who made their fortunes in the second and third generations, the Luan family is a real wealthy family that has survived for two to three hundred years. Not to mention any cooperation, just a little relationship is considered a face.

It just so happened that the Luan family now had a young lady who was of marriageable age.

If this eldest lady can really condescend to attend, such a small reception banquet is really meaningful and serves multiple purposes.

Mother Jiang's face darkened as she spoke: "The last time we finally met, I promised to be there when I was free, but when I came up with such an excuse, it really didn't take us seriously!"

Jiang Xuehe comforted the manager a few words, told him to go back first, and then said to his mother: "Perhaps something unexpected happened."

Jiang's mother didn't believe it at all, and she was still full of displeasure: "What unexpected situation? A car accident? She still has the strength to make a phone call. She couldn't be the one who caused the car accident, right?"

Jiang Xuehe's voice was slightly cold: "Mom!"

Mother Jiang froze for a moment, came back to her senses, looked around, saw no one, but closed her mouth embarrassingly.

"I went to the front first, it's not good to keep the guests waiting too long." Jiang Xuehe softened his tone and walked outside.

His elder brother Jiang Xueyang was waiting at the end of the corridor, he looked handsome even though he had dressed up a bit.

Although they are brothers and sisters, Jiang Xuehe and Jiang Xueyang don't look very much alike.

My brother's eyes are more slender and his outline is sharper. He looks shrewd. He is not ugly, but he is not a handsome guy in the general sense. However, people rely on clothes, and they are usually well-groomed, and they can win a bit in terms of temperament. point.

In contrast, my younger sister is a gentle beauty in the secular sense, with a slender figure, black hair and snow-skinned, and picturesque eyebrows. She is a bit more elegant than her mother when she was young, probably due to the temperament brought by her personality .

Seeing the dressed up younger sister, Jiang Xueyang's eyes couldn't help flashing a bit of surprise.

It wasn't until Jiang Xuehe walked in front of him that Jiang Xueyang came back to his senses, coughed, and teased: "You go out like this, the girls outside must be jealous to death."

"I'm joking." Jiang Xuehe smiled lightly, and took the hand that his brother extended.

One of the purposes of this welcome banquet is to let others see that the relationship between the brothers and sisters of the Jiang family is harmonious, so that no outsiders can provoke them to stand in line.

Seeing that Jiang Xuehe didn't have any dissatisfaction with these arrangements, and cooperated throughout the whole process, the rest of the Jiang family couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to completely let go until they officially announced it to the outside world.

When holding his sister's soft arm, Jiang Xueyang's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Then he couldn't help but spurn himself - this is his own sister, how could he be afraid of her like a thief?

Pushing open the door of the banquet hall, when the first guest saw them and took the initiative to greet them with a wine glass, Jiang Xueyang let go of the messy thoughts in his heart, put on a decent smile, and introduced his sister beside him.

After seeing several guests, several girls who had known Jiang Xuehe before surrounded him one after another.

Jiang Xueyang greeted them before leaving her sister among her friends.

When he walked away, the first girl who came up to meet Jiang Xueyang pouted at Jiang Xueyang's back, making fun of her without any concealment: "How many years have you been away, and you are still so afraid of you, that's just how ambitious you are."

Jiang Xuehe also relaxed a little, exchanged pleasantries with his friends, and looked around the entire banquet hall.

Among the piles of dresses, the one in casual clothes is particularly eye-catching.

Even Jiang Xuehe couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw that face and that outfit clearly - daring to stand out in this way on such an occasion, whether it was intentional or not, it can be said to be very bold and act like no one else.

The friend noticed her gaze, and couldn't help being taken aback: "Yan Guiqiu? Xuehe, you are so proud of yourself, can you invite this one over?"

"Do you know?"

"I've heard of it." My friend frowned, thinking about how to describe it for a moment, and in the end he could only sum it up in one word, "A... quite a weird person."

"How to say?"

"As far as she is concerned, it's a bit of a nonsense. The eldest daughter of Yan's family, the younger sisters are all close friends, but it seems that she hasn't even entered the family's company since middle school. She should be graduating from university this year. I heard that I plan to go to school later, but it has nothing to do with the family business, and I basically don't participate in such banquets and other activities. If she didn't say it, who would have thought that she was the eldest lady of the Yan family..."

"Oh, everyone has their own ambitions, and besides, isn't her sister quite capable?" Another friend next to him interjected, covering his mouth with his hands, his eyes gleaming with gossip, and lowering his voice, "More The important thing should be another thing, don't you all know?"

"what?"

"She likes women!"

"..."

"What kind of a big deal is this? Since she doesn't care about the company's affairs, it doesn't matter if she likes orangutans."

"Tsk tsk, it can't be that you have your own ideas - yes, Yan Guiqiu is indeed good-looking, and I heard that his personality is quite straightforward."

"What and what." The teased friend waved his hands again and again, "Of course the point is the person she likes!"

"who?"

"Tan Xiangxi!"

"..."

"Isn't that the one who has always liked Xuehe..."

Jiang Xuehe immediately became the center of sight again.

corner of the banquet hall.

Yan Guiqiu sneezed against the wall.

"I feel like someone is scolding me behind my back." Yan Guiqiu covered his nose and sneezed again.

"Why don't you think that standing in the cold wind for an hour will catch a cold." Song Anchen was speechless, "I thought you would have guessed that you would be so eye-catching."

"The process is not important." Yan Guiqiu slowed down, with a serious face, "According to my plan, the first step is to get to know her when I arrive on the 350th of [-]. Remember to cooperate with me later."

Yan Guiqiu paused as he spoke, and looked around, only to find that there were two acquaintances nearby who were greeting others.

Of the two who said they wanted to help her most actively, only Song Anchen was there.

"Where's A Luan?"

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that she was in a car accident on the way here." Song Anchen replied, "Just now I called and said that your phone was turned off."

"It seems that the battery is out." Yan Guiqiu asked, "Is everyone alright?"

"She's fine. It's the car in front of her. She's only slightly injured. But she volunteered to take the pregnant woman and the wounded to the hospital. She probably won't be able to come at night."

Yan Guiqiu thought for a moment, but was still very optimistic: "It's okay, we still have plans 250 to 350."

Song Anchen: "..."

Song Anchen: "If you can care so much about your family's company, your mother will definitely be so happy that they will set off firecrackers at the entrance of the company for three days and three nights."

Yan Guiqiu pretended not to hear, and continued: "Didn't you know her well? Go over and say hello and bring me with you. When introducing, try to pick good things to say, step by step, and try to leave a good impression on her first."

Song Anchen complained: "You want to be a matchmaker, but you are here to apply."

Yan Guiqiu: "It's almost the same. It's not the first time for me to be a matchmaker, so be careful."

Song Anchen: "..." You must be too cautious.

"I only met a few times when I was young." Song Anchen glanced around, "But to be honest, if you really want to match her with someone, it won't be easy."

She pointed around vaguely: "Here, these are probably the young talents her mother likes. If the conditions are not good, her mother probably won't like it. With her...gentle personality, I guess she will be very handsome in the future." You have to toss enough."

This is the general public's impression of Jiang Xuehe. Whether they praise her or scold her, there is always a "good temper" and "soft heart".

Yan Guiqiu slightly raised his eyebrows: "Then you underestimate her."

If Jiang Xuehe was really that easy to bully, not to mention the tricks in the plot, just in the rumors about the Jiang family these years, the Jiang family's parents and son would not be both incompetent and mean.

In contrast, apart from giving in to his family, no one had ever doubted Jiang Xuehe's ability.

"Well, it seems that people can't be judged by their appearance." Song Anchen shrugged noncommittally. Compared with Yan Guiqiu, she was the one who was more idle and never bothered to deeply analyze the grievances and grievances of each household.

Before Yan Guiqiu could say anything else, she suddenly felt the gaze cast from behind, and it seemed that her name was also mentioned around her.

She subconsciously turned her head to take a look, but she didn't see the person who was speaking, she only met some scrutinizing gazes, and quickly turned away.

In the farthest distance is a familiar face.

Even though he changed his clothes and put on makeup, Yan Guiqiu still recognized him at a glance—the person he met in the small garden just now.

Is this fate?

The other party seemed to be aware of the gaze, raised his glass from a distance, and smiled politely at her.

Yan Guiqiu subconsciously smiled back.

At first, she thought it was just an illusion under the light and shadow, but when she curled the corner of her mouth, she seemed to be stepping on the soft cloud again.

As soon as the number of plans stored in my mind reached more than 300, they were completely deleted at a glance, leaving only the sound of the beating heart.

eyes.

It's probably such a mysterious and mysterious thing.

Even if she puts on the same exquisite makeup as the others, she is still the clean, fresh and eye-catching one.

Yan Guiqiu was stunned, Song Anchen leaned over to bump her arm, followed her gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Shall we go now?"

"What now?"

"Jiang Xuehe." Song Anchen said, "It's the one in the middle with the blue dress. It just so happens that there aren't many people at the moment."

"Blue clothes..." Yan Guiqiu froze for a moment.

"Xia Yaoxin next to you, don't you happen to know each other? I remember that the two of them seem to be cousins, and they were quite close to Jiang Xuehe before."

Song Anchen gave a brief introduction to the people around Jiang Xuehe, then paused for a moment before remembering to ask: "By the way, who do you want to match her with? Even if you introduce someone, you have to prescribe the right medicine. Maybe there are acquaintances here who can help."

Yan Guiqiu was stunned for a while, he had already fought a fierce battle in his mind, when he came back to his senses and heard Song Anchen's words, he changed his mind without even thinking about it.

"Match a fart, I'll do it myself!"

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