Chapter 301

On the white wall of the palace, the old European style clock makes a regular "tick tick tick" sound, which symbolizes the rapid passage of time. The old man knocks the crutch beside the crystal table and makes a clear sound when he touches the floor.

The old man frowned, and the few wrinkles were almost all wrinkled together. His mouth was like a straight line, and he used more and more strength to knock on the crutches, making a "bang bang" sound.

"The banquet is about to start. Why hasn't Gong Yichen come back yet?"

When the old man was young, he used to be a gangster all the year round. Although he is getting older and his body is not as good as before, he still has the momentum of not being angry and being arrogant.

As soon as he spoke, no one dared to answer.

Song Jiayin pauses and is frightened by the old man's momentum for a while. As soon as she gets back to her mind, she explains to the old man in a hurry for fear that he will be angry with Gong Yichen.

"It's not like that, Mr. yechen. He just went to deal with the company's affairs. Maybe he came back later because he was more urgent. However, we all believe in yechen's ability. He will definitely come back before the banquet. Don't worry, old man. "

The old man was appeased by song Jiayin for a while, but he was not so impatient. Even the sound of knocking on the crutches gradually became smaller and smaller. He looked up at the continuously rotating European classical clock, and saw that the time displayed on the clock was getting closer and closer to the time they agreed. He was a little annoyed.

"We Gong family need capable people. If Gong Yichen can't do this little thing well, he doesn't deserve to be my grandson."

Song Jiayin wanted to explain something for her husband, but she saw that the old man was obviously a little unhappy, afraid to touch his mood. If she said something wrong, it would backfire, so she didn't say much. She just prayed in her heart, hoping that Gong Yichen would return to the palace home before the banquet.

Song Jiayin gently stepped on the sandalwood board to the back of the old man's dark sofa, stretched out her hands to help him rub his shoulders, and looked out of the window, but did not stop her hand. She hoped that through this way, the old man might not be so serious, which could be regarded as calming his mood.

Song Jiayin whispered: "anger is bad for your health."

It's good for the old man.

The old man's temper seemed to have disappeared a little. He sighed, "it's just that. It's the boy's good fortune to marry a daughter-in-law like you."

With that, he looked at Gong Fu, frowned slightly and said, "go and call Gong Yichen and tell him to come back quickly. The banquet is about to begin."

Gong Fu answered coldly, and then carried out the task according to the old man's instructions.

"Hello. "Is it yechen?"

"It's me, father. What can I do for you The voice over there was a little urgent. It seemed that he was just busy with something important.

"Nothing. The party is about to start. The old man told me to hurry you back."

"Well, I see. I still have a few projects here. I don't need too much time. I guess I can get to the party later. " There is not much change in the voice over there, but the speaking speed is a little faster than just now.

"That's dead."

"Well."

The short call ended in a few words.

The old man nodded to the palace and said nothing more.

He turned his head and showed his amiable expression to song Jiayin. If he didn't know his identity, other people would think that the old man was a loving grandfather: "Xiaoyin, you have to worry about that boy. It's a blessing for him to marry a daughter-in-law like you. Well, I won't say much nonsense. The party is about to start. You should get ready quickly first. "

Song Jiayin responded with a "well", but she was still absent-minded.

Wu Zihao is in the room above. She is only a few steps away, which makes song Jiayin feel scared. She bites her teeth and looks pale.

The old man saw that something was wrong with song Jiayin and asked with some concern, "what's the matter? Are you sick? Do you need to have a rest? "

Song Jiayin some reluctantly grateful smile two: "it's OK, just the stomach suddenly a little uncomfortable, wait for a rest, I'll take the baby sitter up, thank you for your concern."

The old man found that song Jiayin was absent-minded, but he didn't say anything more. He just told her to take good care of her body.

Song Jiayin took the baby sitter's hand and left the living room. Especially when she passed the room, her speed became faster. The baby sitter ran faintly, and she didn't know why.

Finally, when she arrived at Song Jiayin's own house, she really relaxed and carefully prepared the dress for the dance: "can you make up? Xiaolan

The baby sitter helped her, but she still had some dizzy brain, and her reaction was slow: "ah? I will

Then the baby sitter helped song Jiayin to sit on the chair with a mirror in front of her, and carefully looked at her face, there were some small tangles.

Song Jiayin seems to see the little nanny's dilemma: "what's the matter?"

The little babysitter took the liquid in her hands, and some hesitated: "I think the lady is very good-looking and doesn't need makeup. Well, I'd better make up for the lady. "

Song Jiayin answered with a smile, "you are sweet." He closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the self in the mirror did not change in general, but as long as she observed carefully, she could find some subtle differences.

For example, the eyes get bigger, the face gets smaller, and the nose gets straightened. The biggest difference is that the lips are smeared with lip gloss and become more red.

The baby sitter stares directly at Song Jiayin's face, covers her face and smiles: "Miss, you really have a good look."

On the surface, song Jiayin didn't care much, but she was a little happy psychologically. After all, which girl didn't like to be praised as beautiful by others.

"Well. I'm going to change first. Xiaolan, your make-up technique is really good. Or, if there's a big event next time, you can help me make up. "

"Yes, yes." The baby sitter is a little excited. Few people praise her make-up skills like this. Moreover, the other party is still a respectable young lady. She has good appearance and doesn't need to worry about it. Of course, she is willing to agree.

When song Jiayin heard the promise, she went to the curtain with her light blue evening dress to be changed. Her steps were light.