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Chapter 222 Who is the Beauty at This Table?

Chapter 222: Chapter 222 Who is the Beauty at This Table?

Shen Shuyi’s silence was somewhat bearable, but as soon as she spoke, Song Xun coldly sneered.

Everyone could overtly sense his displeasure.

Furthermore, Shen Shuyi evidently felt somewhat embarrassed.

Song Muyu stiffened all over and immediately wanted to drag Jiang Jinfeng into the banquet hall to escape this place.

But Shen Shuyi’s words just now had been proper and by the book.

She also clearly felt Shen Shuyi’s awkwardness and fear, the way she carefully looked at Song Xun, appearing very worried and afraid of misspeaking.

Song Muyu thought of her former self, how she had also been so humble.

To fall in love with an iceberg like Song Xun, probably everyone would feel humble.

At this moment, Mrs. Song also started to get anxious, her eyes quickly darting toward Song Xun, fearing he would make some inappropriate gesture.

And her anxiety, once again, caught Qiao Rui’s eye.

This time, Qiao Rui saw it clearly; Mrs. Song had probably long been aware of Song Xun and Muyu’s situation but had chosen to feign ignorance.

Mrs. Song really was quite the master.

Song Muyu naturally also noticed her mother’s expression; her worried look pricked Song Muyu’s heart.

She cast her eyes down, staring at Song Xun’s gleaming shoes.

So clean, without a speck of dust.

The bride’s crystal shoes were likewise untainted by the mundane world.

When she lifted her eyes again, her emotions were subtly adjusted.

"Sister-in-law is right; this is my good friend, Jiang Jinfeng. My brother probably doesn’t recognize him. Jinfeng, why don’t you also introduce yourself to my brother and sister-in-law?" Song Muyu’s introduction allowed Shen Shuyi to immediately smile, noticeably easing her embarrassment.

She looked at Song Muyu with gratitude.

Song Muyu was taken aback, feeling somewhat guilty inside, as she felt she had wronged Miss Shen.

Jiang Jinfeng was very supportive, disregarding Song Xun’s displeasure and calmly greeting them, "Big brother, sister-in-law, happy engagement, I hope next time it will be your wedding banquet I’ll drink to."

Song Xun narrowed his eyes, which brimmed with a murderous look.

But Jiang Jinfeng was indifferent.

Shen Shuyi said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"Sister-in-law, Jinfeng and I will go into the banquet hall first," Song Muyu said, fearing that Song Xun would behave inappropriately, and immediately pulled Jiang Jinfeng into the banquet hall.

At that moment, however, Song Xun spoke, "Jiang Jinfeng."

Jiang Jinfeng smiled faintly, "Yes, I am who I am, and I do not change my name or my actions, Jiang Jinfeng."

His tone was somewhat provocative.

But, Jiang Jinfeng was not pleased.

A man, after having his moment of joy, left a woman to suffer a miscarriage in silence, then he’s about to marry another and doesn’t even want to see the woman he had severely hurt appear with another man.

That kind of mentality is just sick.

And for what reason should he indulge such an abnormal possessiveness?

Immediately, Song Muyu tugged at his arm.

Jiang Jinfeng then lowered his gaze to Song Muyu’s face full of concern.

Meeting her slightly pleading eyes, he felt somewhat reluctant to continue, and as if carelessly scanning elsewhere, he was actually looking for Qiao Rui.

His gaze met Qiao Rui’s once again.

Qiao Rui subtly shook her head with a slight motion, letting him understand that he should not proceed that way.

Song Xun spoke coldly, "Mr. Jiang honors us with his presence at Shuyi’s and my engagement banquet, it is my honor. However, I cannot accept being called your big brother."

He refused to be Jiang Jinfeng’s big brother.

Jiang Jinfeng laughed, "Big brother Song is too polite, you are Muyu’s big brother, and naturally, you are a big brother I should respect; Miss Shen is our sister-in-law, and there’s nothing wrong with that, right Muyu?"

Song Muyu nodded. "Yes, Jinfeng is right."

Jiang Jinfeng did not give Song Xun a chance to speak and directly involved Pei Liyan and Qiao Rui as well.

"Mr. Pei, Mrs. Pei, do you think what Jinfeng said makes sense?"

Pei Liyan had been observing the situation quietly, feeling the invisible pressure from this side. He glanced at Song Xun and probably understood how he was feeling.

But today was the engagement party, and since they had chosen to be here, they had to keep the big picture in mind.

Before Pei Liyan could speak, Qiao Rui nodded. "Mr. Jiang is right. Since it’s Mr. Song’s engagement today, it might not be appropriate for everyone to crowd at the entrance. Shall we head to the banquet hall first?"

As soon as she said this, Mrs. Song immediately spoke up: "Yes, Mrs. Pei is right. Let’s hurry into the banquet hall."

"Let’s go," Song Muyu said, immediately dragging Jiang Jinfeng away.

Yet, Mrs. Song asked, "By the way, Muyu, is your good friend Ruirui coming today?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Pei Liyan looked at Mrs. Song without a change in expression, but he didn’t show too much reaction.

Si Ran and Fang Mo both looked worriedly at Qiao Rui, afraid that the lady might misunderstand the president.

"She won’t be coming," Song Muyu said. "Ruirui is busy with her own things!"

"Oh, that’s a shame," Mrs. Song nodded. "I thought I might meet Miss Rui here."

"Mom, are you looking for Ruirui for something?" Song Muyu asked.

"Yes, I was thinking of introducing your cousin to Ruirui," Mrs. Song replied. "Qinghe should be suitable for her."

Qiao Rui curled the corner of her lips, thinking to herself that Mrs. Song also enjoyed playing the matchmaker.

Song Muyu said: "Mom, Ruirui has her own plans. Don’t worry about it. Let’s go in."

This time, she didn’t give Mrs. Song a chance and led the way into the banquet hall with Jiang Jinfeng.

Pei Liyan and Qiao Rui followed closely behind.

Mrs. Song and Song Huaisan greeted guests at the entrance for a while. Nearly all the close family friends had arrived, so they entered the banquet hall.

At this moment, the entire banquet hall was filled with distinguished guests.

Qiao Rui had not anticipated that she and Pei Liyan, He Zheng, Jiang Jinfeng, and Song Muyu would be at the same table.

Of course, there were not only the five of them at this table of ten but also Qiao Xiang and He Lan, Qi Yun, Fang Mo, and Si Ran.

Now they had ten people, making a full table.

Jiang Jinfeng glanced at Pei Liyan and then at Qiao Rui but didn’t speak.

Pei Liyan, who had noticed earlier, asked, "Does Mr. Jiang have something to say?"

"Oh!" Jiang Jinfeng gave a slight smile. "Not really, just that it seems we are quite fated. Mrs. Pei becomes more beautiful every time I see her."

Qiao Rui gave him a sidelong glance, wondering why he would say such a thing—it was just asking to be resented by others!

At that moment, Song Muyu turned toward Pei Liyan and said, "Mr. Pei, seeing your wife today, I must say she truly is a beauty. Mrs. Pei, I’m Song Muyu, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

"The feeling is mutual!" Qiao Rui said with mock seriousness: "I’m also very pleased to meet Miss Song."

Song Muyu’s smile became even brighter at that.

Both of their acting skills were so natural that no one could spot any flaws.

He Lan, seeing Song Muyu greet Qiao Rui and say such things, became impatient, as she disapproved. She openly stated, "Miss Song, I actually think the beauty of this table is my sister Qiao Xiang."

Song Muyu was taken aback, looking at He Lan and then at Qiao Xiang next to her.

Qiao Xiang was also looking over, and although she did not speak, her gaze was undoubtedly proud.

This was Qiao Rui’s older sister from the Qiao Family.

She was very richly adorned.

No, very heavily made up.

Song Muyu said, "I’m sorry, but I typically ignore women who wear heavy makeup. Mrs. Pei’s beauty just happens to meet my aesthetic."