Today, the birthday boy has not come out of the box. It is not that he is not in good health because of his old age, but he is studying the marriage of Jiang Che with the elders of the Jiang family.
Originally, they wanted Jiang Che and Gu Simiao to be together, but who would have thought that Xiao Lingyun would be killed halfway.
Although they are both in the top wealthy families, everyone knows that five Gu Simiao are not as good as one Xiao Lingyun.
Mr. Jiang thinks it is profitable to find a granddaughter-in-law like Xiao Lingyun.
However, several other elders of the Jiang family who had accepted Gu Simiao's benefits felt that they had agreed to marry with the Gu family, so they suddenly changed their minds and got closer to the Xiao family.
Wouldn't the Gu family be angry?
And won't other wealthy families feel that they are powerful and deliberately cling to high branches?
They want face, and they also want Xiao Lingyun.
After a heated discussion, Mr. Jiang, a thoughtful old fox, said that today was just a birthday party and they would not engage in an engagement.
Since Miss Gu and Miss Xiao both like their grandson, let the two young ladies compete. They privately told Jiang Che to choose Xiao Lingyun.
In this way, they, the Gu family, and the Xiao family can keep their reputation. When Gu Simiao comes to question him, they just say that Gu Simiao is not as good as others and let Gu Simiao conflict with Xiao Lingyun.
"Happy birthday, Mr. Jiang." Zhuang Yuer was the first to walk towards Mr. Jiang, holding a glass of wine.
Their banker has the best relationship with the Jiang family among the middle-class wealthy families. If she hadn't fallen in love with Xiao Jamhan early, she would have been the one to marry the Jiang family.
"The moon is getting more and more beautiful." Mr. Jiang squinted his cloudy eyes, his face full of kindness.
Zhuang Yue'er smiled softly and said in a sweet voice, with a bit of coquettishness: "No way, it's because the old man loves me that he thinks I'm getting more and more beautiful. In fact, I'm still the same, an ugly duckling."
"Are you still considered an ugly duckling? What about the other girls?" Mr. Jiang patted Zhuang Yuer's shoulder, his eyes full of doting.
Zhuang Yue'er blinked, smiled, and looked back to see Xin Rui in the distance.
Xin Rui immediately came up and said, "Yes, Yue'er is not an ugly duckling. There is another ugly duckling at today's banquet."
"Oh?" Mr. Jiang heard this and asked curiously: "Xin Rui, you can also joke. How come there are ugly ducklings here? All the people here today are swans, beautiful white swans."
"Yes, there are all white swans here. Grandpa is right." Zhuang Yue'er said and looked at Xin Rui again.
Mr. Jiang's reaction was all within Zhuang Yue'er's calculations. The next thing she had to do was to use the white swan to draw out Ye Weiwei.
"Yue'er, Grandpa Jiang, don't you believe me?" Xin Rui pouted, as if she was a child who needed approval from adults.
Zhuang Yue'er looked at Mr. Jiang, waved her hands and chuckled, "Believe it, of course we believe you. If you say there is an ugly duckling, then there is one, okay?"
On the surface, it sounds like these are two childish socialites arguing over a topic, but if you listen carefully, it turns out that they are digging a hole to push one person into it.
Ye Weiwei, who was standing next to Jiang Che and Xiao Lingyun, had a feeling that this hole was dug for her.
Facts have proved that this is indeed the case.
Because next, Ye Weiwei heard Xin Rui raise her voice and say in a very childish voice: "Yue'er, you believe me. At our party, someone has been in prison and gave birth to a child in prison."