Mr. Ji glanced at her lightly and said, "Sit down!"
Mu Qingchi sat sideways on the sofa next to Ji Zhanbai. Mr. Ji did not pay attention to her and turned to talk to Ji Zhanbai.
"Today I informed your father, as well as your uncles, aunts and cousins. They will come over later. It will be a small banquet. When you fully recover, I will hold a big banquet. What do you think?"
"Grandpa, look at the arrangements." Ji Zhanbai was not enthusiastic.
Mu Qingchi next to him became inexplicably nervous when he heard the old man's words. Cousins, is there Song Yin here?
She became nervous and twisted her hands together unconsciously. Ji Zhanbai glanced at Mu Qingchi's hands behind his mask.
A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. She dressed up like such a coquettish bitch. Is this for Song Yin?
Haha, it is indeed a woman who pleases herself!
Ji Zhanbai sneered in his heart, "Why didn't you see your second brother?"
"Ah Yin, he will be here soon. He just called and is already on the way."
Could this A Yin be Song Yin? Mu Qingchi was worried, what should she do? She was sure that she would pretend not to know Song Yin when she saw him, could Song Yin do it?
If Song Yin can't take the initiative to recognize her, what should she do?
Mu Qingchi sat stiffly, his heart pounding in panic.
At this moment, footsteps came from the door, and the servant came in to report, "Mr. Ji and his wife are here!"
Footsteps came in from outside. Ji Jingxing came in first, followed by Jiang Yuru.
Ji Jingxing and Ji Zhanbai looked very much alike. When they came in, they called out to Mr. Ji before looking at Ji Zhanbai in the wheelchair.
With a slight smile on his face, he asked Ji Zhanbai in a gentle voice, "Are you feeling well?"
Ji Zhanbai nodded, and his attitude towards Ji Jingxing was a little cold. Ji Jingxing looked at Mu Qingchi with some embarrassment. When he saw Mu Qingchi with heavy makeup, he was stunned for a moment, "Jingyao has not changed much from before."
"Who said there has been no change? Our Jingyao looks a lot thinner." Jiang Yuru was well dressed and had exquisite makeup. It was impossible to tell that she was a woman in her late fifties.
As Jiang Yuru spoke, she walked up to Mu Qingchi and stretched out her hand to grab her hand affectionately, "Let aunt take a good look. Although we have lost a lot of weight, our Jingyao is still as beautiful as before!"
Mu Qingchi was extremely embarrassed. She was really not used to Jiang Yuru being so close. They were not familiar with each other in the first place.
Jiang Yuru must have known that she was fake, so why were she so affectionate? She forced a smile and called her aunt in a low voice.
"Why are you so shy, kid? We are a family now. You will come to play with me more often in the future. My aunt will be bored!" Jiang Yuru's tone was extremely affectionate.
Ji Zhanbai laughed coldly, "Aunt Jiang likes her so much, why not take her directly to your villa to take care of you, so that you two can be together every day and no longer have to worry about being bored."
Ji Zhanbai's words were extremely unreasonable. They not only showed his dislike for Jiang Yuru but also his dislike for Jiang Jingyao. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
At this moment, an extremely familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door, "Ah, I'm late!"
Song Yin Mu Qingchi suddenly raised his head and looked over.
A tall and handsome man in a suit and leather shoes stood at the door with a gentle smile on his face. Suddenly he saw Mu Qingchi, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and his steps suddenly stopped.
