Jiang Zhao held a plate full of fruits, raised the corners of his mouth in a slight arc, and returned to the kitchen.

In the end, she thought too much and thought about Song Muchen too complicatedly. She was trying to please her to paralyze her, and then extract the last bit of value from her.

She really thinks too highly of this person.

In the kitchen, Aunt Liu was pouring soup into the soup bowl. When she saw Jiang Zhao coming back, she was a little confused: "Did you forget something?"

Jiang Zhao's eyebrows curled up: "I thought about it and thought it would be better to start eating. After all, Mu Chen must be hungry after a busy day."

During dinner, Zhou Wenguang told Jiang Zhao about the banquet with excitement.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Chen is sincere to you. You should also know that he usually doesn't like these noisy things. This time he did it just for you."

Listening to Zhou Wenguang's eloquent flattery, Jiang Zhao responded with a shy and sweet expression on his face.

"Actually, I don't care about any of this, as long as Mu Chen is happy."

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Zhou Wenguang raised an exaggerated smile again: "Hey, you don't have to think too much. You don't need to worry about these things. You can just be your mistress with peace of mind."

Jiang Zhao still smiled sweetly, but couldn't help but sneer in her heart. What she said was really nice. If she was really a fool who was obsessed with love, she would have been coaxed to death by now.

When it came to hosting a banquet, everyone in the Song family began to get busy, and Jiang Zhao was really just like Zhou Wenguang said, other than watching indifferently and not even saying a word.

On the day of the banquet, every aristocratic family sent a representative who was similar to Song Muchen's age. Even the Chen family, which had been at loggerheads with the Song family some time ago, also sent two brothers, Chen Nian and Chen Xue.

When the Chen brothers came in, the banquet hall fell silent for an instant.

Chen Xue's attack on Song Muchen was no secret after all. In addition, Chen Rui's video went viral on the Internet some time ago, and the Chen family has completely become a laughing stock among the aristocratic families.

However, the Chen brothers were quite calm and walked straight towards Song Muchen and Jiang Zhao despite the various looks from everyone.

"The old man was very happy to hear that Xiao Zhao finally got what he wanted and achieved success with Mr. Song. He specially asked us two brothers to bring congratulatory gifts."

Chen Nian stood tall and straight, looking straight at Song Muchen: "Congratulations to Mr. Song, you have found a beautiful woman as you wished."

Song Muchen met Chen Nian's gaze and hugged Jiang Zhao's waist in a leisurely manner: "Mr. Chen is so polite. I have already received the Chen family's gift, so why bother spending money."

Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the smile on his lips.

Just three days ago, the Chen family paid a high price in order to peacefully resolve the matter between Chen Xue and Chen Rui.

Although this matter is not a secret in the aristocratic family circle, Song Muchen's response can be said to have once again ripped off the Chen family's face and stepped on it.

Sure enough, the younger Chen Xue was already a little out of control: "Mr. Song, you have to be careful..."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he was pulled aside by Chen Nian, who had a dark face.

Song Muchen shrugged indifferently, not intending to waste any more time with them. He hugged Jiang Zhao and turned around: "You two are free."

After hearing a few more compliments, Jiang Zhao excused himself as tired and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

As soon as she sat down, her eyes were blocked by a shadow.

Jiang Zhao sighed helplessly: "You are too courageous. Why bother provoking Song Muchen? You will suffer a lot in there."

Chen Xue sat down next to Jiang Zhao, with undisguised anger on his face: "Sister, Song Muchen is a scumbag, why do you have to like this kind of person!"

Jiang Zhao raised his eyes.

This was the first time they met after Chen Xue's accident. More than ten days in the detention center did not calm the young man's temper.

"Don't worry about my affairs. You should take care of yourself now. You are no small person. Don't be so impulsive all day long."

"Sister!" Chen Xue's expression was a little anxious, "You don't know, that bastard named Song and those peripheral people that day..."

Jiang Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly. Sure enough, Song Muchen's injury was calculated by himself.

When Chen Xue saw that she was silent, he thought she was sad, so he clenched his fists and did not continue speaking.

But at this moment, there was a commotion in the banquet hall. Jiang Zhao turned his head and followed everyone's gaze.
Chapter completed!