Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

The Shen family attached great importance to this banquet, even though Shen Mingqi asked her to invite a few more people, Shen Yuxin did not invite a few classmates in the school.

After all, among these classmates, there are not many with good family backgrounds, even if they are called, they will not add much face.

Apart from Guan Muqing, the one who was invited by Shen Yuxin was only a third-year senior in high school.

Although the family conditions of these two people are not as good as those of the Shen family, they are both respectable families in Jincheng, so it is reasonable to invite them to participate.

As the banquet approached, Shen Mingqi wanted to find Shen Lingxi and talk to her about banquet etiquette, but Shen Yunci forcefully blocked her back.

He also asked him what he meant.

Ever since he knew Shen Lingxi's identity, he hadn't said a single word of concern, let alone thought about making up for this daughter, only thinking of benefits.

He even contacted Xie Fan privately, wanting to present his future father-in-law's score.

Shen Yunci had said hello in advance, but Xie Fan didn't say anything when he found out about it. In addition, he himself was very busy, Shen Mingqi wanted to ask him out many times, but was blocked by Qin Xin.

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December 1st.

Shen Lingxi got up early in the morning, put on a long black dress, and pinned a white freesia brooch on her chest.

That was their mother, Zhao Jingyu's favorite words during his lifetime.

The flower language of freesia is pure and innocent, with elegant fragrance, mellow but not turbid, clear but not greasy, very similar to the feeling of Zhao Jingyu.

Gentle and generous, beautiful and moving.

It's a pity that because of a wrong person, I ended my life.

The environment of Jingshan Cemetery is quiet, with lush trees on both sides of the mountain road and wild flowers along the road, which adds a lot of tranquility.

The brother and sister each held a bouquet of freesias in their hands, and neither of them spoke on the way up the mountain.

This is not their first time here.

After the paternity test results came out, Shen Yunci brought Shen Lingxi here on the second day after returning to Jincheng.

That time, it was Shen Yunci who brought his younger sister to tell his late mother that their lost treasure had returned.

This time, it was he who wanted to take their Xixi and formally recover his identity.

In front of Zhao Jingyu's stele, the two put down the bouquet and stood quietly.

Although there are no words, there are thousands of words.

From time to time, a breeze blows by, bringing the fragrance of flowers, and the air is full of the sweetness of freesia.

For a moment, the two seemed to feel their mother who had turned into wind, embracing them with a familiar fragrance.

The mountain breeze caresses gently, whispering, like the whispers of an old friend, and the friendship is unspeakable.

"Mom, I'm going to take Xixi home today." Shen Yunci's throat was a little dry, and his voice was a little hoarse.

After taking a deep breath, Shen Yunci continued, speaking a little slower, serious but gentle.

"Don't worry, I will definitely protect Xixi and make her happy."

Shen Lingxi took his hand, and the corners of her lips curled up.

"Mom, I will also take good care of my brother, we will be fine."

Obviously, there is no such person in my memory, but when I saw the photo and name on the stele, the sour feeling came out like an overwhelming mountain.

The feeling of familiarity and strangeness is mixed together, which is very strange, but with subtle meaning.

Shen Mingqi knew about the fact that the two of them went to pay homage to Zhao Jingyu. In order to ease the relationship with Shen Yunci, he took the initiative to express that he would take care of the banquet venue first, and would not let the outside world treat Shen Lingxi. There is little discussion.

"Let's go."

"it is good."