Fall In Love With A Substitute

When the banquet officially began, Song Sen, the head of the Song family, slowly walked down the arc-shaped stairs. When they reach middle age, their physique is well maintained, they wear glasses, and they have the elegant temperament of a scholar, and they can usually gain the attention of a group of people.

But this time, everyone's eyes fell to his side, Song Pianzhen, who was holding his daughter in arms.

For Song Pianzhen's daughter, Song Sen feels very subtle.

He is not without father-daughter love, but Song Pianzhen has been lost for more than ten years, not three to five years. The throbbing of a new father, after a time, has long been lost and shallow.

Not to mention that in addition to his own small family, he is also the head of the Song family and the head of the Song family. He doesn't have much time like his wife, and spends all his time to cherish a regret.

He sent manpower to look for it every year, but if he couldn't find it, he didn't pay much attention to it. This was just a routine expense of the Song family.

When the niece came over and said that she had found an orphan who was suspected to be her daughter, Song Sen didn't care much, and even told his wife Liu Ying not to be too excited, the possibility of her being a daughter was unlikely.

When his wife personally sent the paternity test to Song Sen, Song Sen really took the matter as an important matter.

Naturally, Song Sen would not treat his only blood, but because of guilt, he materially spoiled his daughter to his bones.

But there is a bit of truth in it...In short, no wife is so sincere about her daughter.

But at this moment, Song Pianzhen wore a pure white pearl V-neck skirt and walked slowly into the banquet hall, holding his arms.

She is tall and straight, dignified and beautiful, and her etiquette is not inferior to any of the pampered daughters present, and the smile on her lips is just right, friendly and gentle, and her grace even overwhelms everyone.

Only then did Song Sen feel a sense of pride and pride in being a father, and liked this daughter who had returned home halfway.

At this banquet surnamed Song, Song Sen took his daughter wherever he went, it was a compliment and praise, even the old friends who had always talked to him and said:

"You really deserve to be your girl. Even after living outside for so many years, she looks really brilliant. My youngest son's marriage hasn't settled yet, do you think about it?"

Not only was she boasting, but also when we met, we rushed to decide on a daughter for the younger generation.

Song Sen smiled and glanced at his slim daughter, and was more satisfied when she saw that she was shy with the right daughter on her face, yet generous in style and not showing timidity.

"The daughter who has just picked up, where is she willing to marry, you are trying to gouge her mother's heart."

"Yes, younger brother and sister will find me afterwards, haha."

After Song Sen finished speaking, he turned to look at Song Pianzhen: "Come on, this is your Uncle Wen."

"Uncle Wen." Song Pianji said hello to the elders.

"Nephew, don't be polite with me. Uncle Wen's career is not as big as yours. There are a few small artists in the company. If you are interested in the entertainment industry, uncle will call someone to speak with you."

Song Pianzhen coped with ease, and also said in a jokely relaxed tone:

"I'm afraid that Uncle Wen's order will make my house unable to hold your artist."

Wen Qing was taken aback, laughed and said to Song Sen: "You girl, smart, do whatever you want."

Song Pianzhen's reply was vivid, without stage fright, and also faintly revealed her understanding of Wen Qing, the guest, without appearing too showy.

If you put it on the younger generation next to them, in their opinion, they can only say "talking" slightly, but when you put it on Song Pianzhen, who has just returned to the wealthy circle, it is simply eye-catching.

No matter how happy Song Sen was in his heart, he naturally wouldn't bring it out. He just glanced at his daughter dozingly:

"My daughter, naturally follow me."

The scene where Song Sen took his daughter and had a very happy conversation with Wen Qing, the oligarch of the entertainment industry, was seen by many people.

Seeing that the expressions on the faces of several people became more enthusiastic, Xi Zihua could not stop the original topic, and said in a low voice to Nie Lingbo:

"It seems that Patriarch Song is very satisfied with Miss Song."

Nie Lingbo didn't answer, Xi Zihua knew that this meant agreeing, and then said: "That's also good, the more he likes this daughter, the more he will..."

"Song Pianzhen said what, you continue." Nie Lingbo said suddenly.

"Oh." Xi Zihua retracted his thoughts on eating melons, and continued the topic that just started, "She asked me if she helped me except Xi Heng, what would the Xi family say."

"I said that the Xi family will be friends of the Song family in the future." Xi Zihua touched his nose, strangely hard to say, after all, the Song family is not absent from such an insignificant friend of the Xi family.

But Song Pianzhen didn't know how high his family's status was, or how many dishes the Xi family had now, so he agreed, and this unequal transaction was reached.

Now that Xi Zihua thinks about it, he still feels empty.

"Miss Song said..." Xi Zihua recalled.

Under the bright lights of the dressing room, Song Pianzhen shook her eyes and chuckled:

"If tonight goes well, we will be friends soon."

Song Sen walked around with her daughter all night to recognize people, she seemed so loving, everyone said that.

Fu Siyuan and Bai Rong were the most anxious. No matter how confident they were, they would not dare to say in front of Song Sen, "Today is a great day, I will bring your daughter's ex-boyfriend to see her." It is estimated that Song Sen will be able to send them out directly.

But seeing that more than half of the banquet had already passed, Song Sen had no intention of leaving the venue temporarily. After that, Song Pianzhen might have to go back to rest.

Bai Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Siyuan, take Xiaoheng to say hello."

At least, let Song Pianzhen see Xi Heng and know that he is here for her today.

Bai Rong knew that girls all eat this set. She told Xi Heng well that she must let Song Pianzhen see his affection for her. She didn't want any real progress tonight, but she couldn't come for nothing.

Xi Heng frowned slightly, and Bai Rong said again: "Do you know? Behave well."

Fu Siyuan said: "Aren't you with us?"

Bai Rong's eyebrows darkened: "My identity...is not appropriate."

At this moment, what was floating in the hearts of the family of three was the scene where they were driven out by Song Xuehen.

Bai Rong's identity is not on the stage, so she dared not appear in front of the strict Song family again, for fear of ruining her son's impression of others.

Seeing his mother, Xi Heng's heart became more determined, and if Song Pianzhen wanted to return to his side, then what would Song Xuehen be? His parents would surely be able to pass the threshold of the Song family upright!

With this thought in mind, he followed Fu Siyuan to Song Sen and Song Pianjue, Fu Siyuan respectfully greeted Song Sen:

"Mr. Song, I am Fu Siyuan from the Xi family, Xi Wei is my wife, and this is my son, Xi Heng."

He said this vaguely, as if Xi Heng was Xi Wei's own person, it can be said to have taken great pains.

Xi Heng followed, politely said:

"Mr. Song."

Immediately afterwards, he faced Song Pianju with a gentle voice:

"Piansha, congratulations on finding your family."

On this occasion where the Song family were all sitting in town, in front of Song Sen, Xi Heng didn't dare to irritate Song Pianzhen. He showed the gentlest and charming smile and the most gentle tone, expecting Song Pianzhen to receive this blessing.

But who knows, after he finished speaking, Song Pianzhen's expression changed.

Song Sen realized for the first time that it was not how meticulous he was, but that Song Pianzhen's hand on his arm suddenly tightened.

The daughter who had performed very well all night suddenly lost his temper. Song Sen naturally did not think it was Song Pianju's problem. He patted his daughter's hand comfortingly and looked at the young man in front of him displeasedly.

Song Sen has been a master of humanity for so many years. How could Xi Heng be able to catch his power. With only one look, Xi Heng almost couldn't stand firm.

A nervous sweat broke out on Xi Heng's back, and his face was fairly steady. He barely smiled and said:

"I'm just here to congratulate Miss Song tonight."

He did not dare to call that "Pianjiu" again to show his closeness with Song Pianjiu.

Song Sen didn't put this young man in his eyes. Based on his old-fashioned eyesight and short glance, he could see that this man's confidence is not worth seeing.

Song Sen asked her daughter directly: "Pianju, do you know him?"

Song Pianzhen maintained her manner, but her voice was surprised and confused: "Yes...but he shouldn't be here."

She looked at Song Sen: "Father, I did not send him an invitation letter."

"My invitation letter is for Ms. Xi Wei's biological daughter, Xi Zihua. He shouldn't be here-including this Mr. Fu, I don't know him."

Fu Siyuan didn't dare to interrupt at first, but when he heard Song Pianzhen's last sentence, he was anxious:

"Xi Wei and I are husband and wife, and Xi Zihua is my daughter. Inviting her is the same as inviting me."

"We kindly congratulate Miss Song, but Miss Song used this kind of reason to decline our kindness, which really hurt the friendship between our two families. Is this Miss Song's way of life?"

Fu Siyuan used to put himself on the right side and the other side on the wrong side. He didn't react until he stood on the moral high ground and blamed him. The two people in front of him were not for him.

His cold sweat came out.

Song Sen looked at him as if looking at a dead person, motionless and indifferent.

"You are the first to blame my daughter at my banquet."

The daughter's hand hasn't relaxed yet, but she still stubbornly maintains a perfect demeanor, the decent Song family.

She looked at her with a blank and dependent gaze, which made Song Sen feel that she was her daughter's most powerful support and should take up the responsibility of being a father.

How much Song Sen feels sorry for his daughter, he hates Fu Siyuan. And he keeps saying that his daughter has no way of life, doesn't it mean that she doesn't have a tutor?

My daughter has been living outside for many years, can someone teach it? These words evoked Song Sen's remorse at the time, and made him feel that Fu Siyuan was really hateful.

The turmoil at this time has attracted everyone's attention, and many people are imaginatively surrounding in a circle. They dare not talk more, but their eyes are projected.

Song Sen took advantage of the situation. He looked around and said loudly:

"So that everyone knows." He reached out and nodded Fu Siyuan in front of him, "My Song family, never welcome this Mr. Fu."

The whole room is silent.

Immediately, there was a buzzing sound of discussion.

Fu Siyuan's head was dizzy, embarrassed and angered, and his heart ignited.

"Mr. Song, what do you mean?"

Bai Rong couldn't help hiding, and hurried over to stand with Fu Siyuan: "Mr. Song, what did we do wrong, do you want to say this to everyone?"

She asked excitedly, her body trembling constantly. This is not because of anger, but fear.

Why did Song Sen tell everyone? What is he expressing?

Saying this from Song Xuehen's mouth, and saying it from Song Sen, the weight is completely different——

Song Sen represents the Song family!

And under the leadership of the Song family, how many people would also list themselves as a refusal household in order to show goodwill to the Song family?

Xi Heng clenched his fists and stared at Song Pianzhen, his eyes flushed with anger.

"Are you treating me like this? I just want to meet you, why are you so ruthless?"

Liu Ying hurried over and saw a young man using these words to force her to question her precious daughter.

Before she walked through the crowd, she vaguely heard them talking, hearing a few words "ex-girlfriend" and "substitute", Liu Ying hadn't seen anything in her middle age, and she immediately understood something.

The faint meaning here irritated her, a frail and sickly lady, at this moment, like a mother animal protecting a calf, rushing to her daughter to protect her.

"Who are you? You deserve to question my daughter too?" Liu Ying blocked her daughter behind her, staring at Xi Heng sternly.

She suppressed the over-sharp voice and snorted:

"I heard that my daughter was bullied a lot when she was away. I haven't had time to check it out. This gentleman, won't you be among them?"

Liu Ying had cheated Xi Heng when he said this, but seeing Xi Heng's face instantly stiffened, Liu Ying's anger suddenly rose higher.

Behind him came a voice of support and eager comfort from the daughter:

"You calm down, be careful that your body is damaged by your anger. It's not worth it."

Liu Ying felt sour.

My daughter has been outside all these years, and she certainly suffers from her identity. Seeing that she went home, she was still kicked on her nose. What was the reason?

With her here, no one should want to make his daughter feel wronged again!

But at this time, Liu Ying still doesn't understand the cause of the matter. This is not the time to make a big deal, nor can it ruin her daughter's reputation for the three or two things in front of her.

Liu Ying barely pressed her breath and called out loudly:

"Steward, sir does not welcome these few, and will not invite them out."

Liu Ying's words turned the argument against these people from Song Pianqi to Song Sen's likes and dislikes.

Regardless of the nature, but the Song family is so defined in the scene, no one will raise objections on the surface without seeing it in the future.

The butler came hurriedly with security.

The crowd was in a commotion and made room for the security guards to take away the guests who were not welcome by the host.

Anbao was already standing next to Xi Heng. Fu Siyuan's face beside him was pale, Bai Rong looked dazed and embarrassed, Xi Heng could not see them.

With pain in his eyes, he stared at the woman who was guarded by Liu Ying and Song Sen without blinking.

That woman, a few months ago, was still his obedient girlfriend, a poor orphan, and always looked at him with admiration, which made him greatly satisfied.

She left herself, becoming more and more glamorous.

She is the daughter of the Song family. She is indifferent and unrelenting in the face of herself. Even now, she has to watch her father ask her to drive her family out!

At this moment, Xi Heng could no longer lie to himself that Song Pianzhen did all this because of his temper.

Song Pianzhen doesn't love him anymore.

Song Pianzhen looked at his eyes extremely calm, but like a bucket of bone-piercing ice water pouring down Xi Heng completely.

No, she even hates herself.

After Xi Heng found out that he was in love with Song Pianzhen, he realized that Song Pianzhen hated him.

Unwilling to be mixed with unspeakable heartache, made him roar:

"Song Pianzhen--"

"Move faster." A soft reprimand came from his side, in a lazy voice, "Don't let the people who can't get on the table top disturb the guests."

Xi Heng's voice was interrupted and stopped in the air. He turned his head stiffly, it was Nie Lingbo.

Nie Lingbo passed him, her back was tall and straight, with her back to herself, she said to Liu Ying:

"Aunt Liu, are you still feeling well? I have notified Dr. Lin to come to the main house."

The security was urged by Nie Lingbo, and he dared not delay any more, and took a few people out of the banquet hall.

The sound of their conversation, the glamorous banquet hall of Yixiang Temple, and the other guests who pointed at them, were getting further and further away from Xi Heng's family.

Liu Ying said to Nie Lingbo: "You have a heart."

Song Sen also calmly said, "Ling Bo, let you watch a joke."

"How could..."

Xi Heng couldn't hear the latter words really.

The cold night eroded him.

Doctor Lin is an employed family doctor who takes care of Liu Ying's body daily. With Doctor Lin, Liu Ying's body can be taken care of the best.

Dr. Lin advised Liu Ying to take a short nap, so Song Pianzhen kindly persuades Liu Ying to take a rest before talking about Xi Heng.

She helped Liu Ying to lie down, turned on the sleeping aromatherapy lamp, gently exited, and closed the room door.

Leaning against the door, Song Pian lowered her head and condensed her eyes, thinking about the actions behind.

She struck a sequence and was about to find Song Sen. When she looked up, she realized that Nie Lingbo was standing not far away.

In a dark brown corridor, the wall lamp was dimly lit. Nie Lingbo was one or two meters away from her, his eyes fixed on her, and he did not know how long he stood.

"Ling Bo." Considering Liu Ying in the room, Song Pianzhen's voice was very soft.

Perhaps the voice was too soft, before it passed, it melted quietly in the quiet shadow of the lamp.

Nie Lingbo turned a deaf ear, walked straight over and stopped in front of Song Pianqi.

Song Pianzhen was in front of Nie Lingbo, and behind him was a door.

The distance between the two was less than an arm, and Nie Lingbo's approach cast a shadow on Song Pianju, which was extremely oppressive.

Song Pianzhen had been accustomed to her presence nearby, and did not show any discomfort. She raised her head slightly and asked Nie Lingbo naturally:

"What's wrong?"

Nie Lingbo shook his head, his eyelashes swept fan-shaped shadows on his cheeks, shading the emotions dormant in his eyes.

Song Pianzhen is like a carefree bird, even in the face of the approaching danger, she raises her head innocently, ignorantly.

Nie Lingbo stretched out his hand and slowly stroked her soft and white cheeks.

What a docile little girl.

She obediently and quietly, letting herself touch.

Want to encroach.

She stroked Song Pianju's hand, and walked down Song Pianju's cheek slowly.

The corridor was dimly lit, and Nie Lingbo blocked most of the light again. Song Pian slammed her head up, and couldn't see Nie Lingbo's expression clearly.

She only felt that Nie Lingbo's eyes were dim, and there was a strange look on her face.

Nie Lingbo's throat rolled.

Song Pianzhen had dry mouth inexplicably, she stretched out her tongue and licked her lips.

Nie Lingbo struck her hand on the side of her neck suddenly.

An abrupt stop action awakened two people.

In the midnight, Song Pianzhen and Nie Lingbo looked at each other.

Song Pianju's eyes flashed with pity and love again, defeating Nie Lingbo's last bit of caution and estimation.

Before leaning down, she glanced at the door one last time.

A wall is separated by Gu Zi'an, Song Pianju's mother.