"Zhixia, your Aunt Jie and Qingqing rarely participate in such occasions tonight, please help take care of them for a while." Tang Jun hoped in his heart that the family would be harmonious.
"Whoever wants her to take care of her will also come. Song Shan and I are with each other!" Tang Qingqing said proudly, and after speaking, she picked up her cell phone and dialed Song Shan's number.
"I'm going to see Chenchen." Tang Jun missed his grandson and got up and went upstairs.
Li Jie's eyes flashed with resentment. If she hadn't eavesdropped in the hospital last time, she would have had no idea what her husband was thinking! Now her husband has listed Tang Zhixia's son as the final heir to the company.
"Hey, Shanshan, are you here?"
"You're here too! Great, I'll come find you." Tang Qingqing said impatiently.
Tang Qingqing mentioned Bao Dao, "Mom, Song Shan is here, I went to find her."
After Tang Qingqing finished speaking, she left. Tang Zhixia didn't want to be in the same room with her, so she took her mobile phone to the balcony of the side hall. Li Jie sat on the sofa, reached out and grabbed a handful of pistachios and ate them, feeling in her heart
She was thinking about what she was going to get tonight, firstly, the old lady of the Xi family liked her, secondly, she hoped that her daughter would get a good marriage here, and thirdly, she would get all the benefits she could get.
Unconsciously, it was six o'clock, and all the guests gathered in the main banquet hall. Tang Zhixia received a call from Xi Jiuchen ten minutes later.
"Zhixia, dinner is about to start, call your dad and the others over!"
"Okay!" Tang Zhixia replied.
"I may be a little busy tonight and I won't be able to take care of you and Chenchen. You two should take care of yourselves."
"I know, just be busy!" Tang Zhixia didn't want him to take care of her either.
Ten minutes later, Tang Jun led his grandson, Li Jie and Tang Zhixia to the main banquet hall. The evening was divided into three steps. Dinner time was from 6:30 to 8 o'clock, and birthday celebration time was from 8 to 9 o'clock.
From nine to ten o'clock it is time for guests to have fun and have fireworks.
Since the people invited this time were all relatives and friends of the Xi Group and Mrs. Xi's living friends, the number of people was limited to a hundred people. Although the number was small, it was extremely luxurious.
Tang Zhixia saw Song Shan and Tang Qingqing in luxurious evening dresses at a nearby fountain. The three pairs of eyes faced each other, as if two forces were tearing apart, and resentment intertwined. The hatred that Tang Zhixia had buried five years ago surged strongly.
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Look at the two people who committed evil acts. They don't show any guilt at this moment, but they are proud of themselves.
Tang Zhixia walked into the hall. The names of the staff were written on the seats with golden signs. Tang Zhixia found that she was not at her father's table. She asked the waiter, and the waiter said to her, "Ms. Tang, your seat is over here."
Tang Zhixia followed her in surprise and came to the side seats of the third chief table. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly when she saw that her and Xi Jiuchen's names were almost close to each other.
Her heart beat uncontrollably. Next to her was her son's seat, and next to her was Zhan Qingye's. Obviously, he arranged for them to be together.
But Tang Zhixia really didn't want to be too high-profile. There were so many distinguished guests here tonight, and it was inappropriate for her to sit here.
She called a restaurant manager next to her and told him that she wanted to change seats and go to her father's table. As soon as the manager heard that her family was there, he immediately came over to make arrangements and changed the seats.
Tang Zhixia sat next to his father, with his son in the middle, Li Jie sat on the left side of Tang Jun, and Tang Qingqing ran to sit at the table with Song Shan.
When Tang Zhixia looked up, she accidentally saw a group of guests walking in and chatting in a low voice with the older man at the head. Who was it if it wasn't Xi Jiuchen?
He was wearing a black suit tonight, he was dignified, charming and polite.
Tonight, he lost his usual aloof majesty and became more humble, calm and worldly. No matter which side he looked at, he exuded a charming charm.
Tang Zhixia was looking at him. The man seemed to feel her gaze. Across the guest room, his eyes were as deep as the sea. When he saw her changing positions, he frowned unhappily.
Tang Zhixia's heart was inexplicably tickled by this look, and she was filled with a sense of bewilderment. She subconsciously picked up a tea cup and pretended to drink tea.
