Spacious hall, bright lights, gorgeous evening dress, whisper chat, seemingly intimate greetings.
I pulled my skirt with my hand. There was a stiff smile at the corner of my mouth, and the high-heeled shoes on my feet also looked like I wanted to fight against myself.
Although the food is delicious and the wine is attractive, she still has a feeling that she wants to escape as soon as possible.
"Shuangshuang, this way." Xia Xiyue noticed Jiang mengshuang's unnatural at a glance and waved to her.
"Excuse me." After nodding her head, Jiang mengshuang smiles at her daughter, turns around and runs away to Xia Xiyue. She purses her mouth and looks aggrieved: "Xia ma..."
"All right." Xia Xiyue pinched Jiang Meng's hands and said, "I told you before that it would not be fun. If you don't want to come, you can refuse."
"Not because..." Jiang Meng's voice became smaller and smaller: "you say Uncle will come... "
"What?" Xia Xiyue didn't listen to Qing Jiang mengshuang's words and asked.
"Don't want to let Dad down." Jiang mengshuang raised her head and immediately changed her words.
"It's going to make your dad hear it. Maybe it's going to be fun." Xia Xiyue laughed and looked at the people in the center of the banquet hall and said, "hold on, it's estimated that another half an hour will be over." The head of the Wu family has officially completed the handover, and the position of the head of the Wu family has been passed on to Wu Er Shao. The marriage date of Wu Er Shao and Kong Shiyan has been determined, and there is nothing to do next. At this time, it will take half an hour to finish the ceremony.
"It seems that I haven't seen Uncle Wu." Jiang Meng looked around and couldn't help saying.
"Is the Wu family big or small?" Xia Xiyue thought for a moment and said, "it seems that it is, but the situation of the Wu family is quite special and can be forgiven."
From generation to generation, the Wu family has always taken it as their duty to protect the people's living and working in peace and contentment. I think wudashao has a task to do. Even if this time is not there, no one will say anything.
"Well..." Jiang mengshuang pursed her lips, looked down at her beautiful evening dress, and sighed heavily with the inappropriate high-heeled shoes she specially wore for matching.
I thought I would see it today.
Four or five years.
From the second half of the second half of the second year of junior high school, now that I am a freshman, it will be her 18th birthday in two months.
I haven't seen you for so long. I don't know if Uncle Wu can recognize himself.
In recent years, she has changed a lot. We all say that she is more and more beautiful and more feminine. Her apricot eyes always make people unable to move their eyes.
Jiang mengshuang knows that she is beautiful, but she also knows that there is a certain flattery in others' praise, even partly because she is a member of the Jiang family.
This is the only point that Jiang Meng knows better than anyone else.
A large part of the reason for her happy and carefree life is that her surname is Jiang.
So, no matter how impatient she is, she will play her part.
"Summer mom, I'm going out for a walk." Jiang mengshuang looked at Xia Xiyue and said, "the hall is a bit stuffy."
"Good. Be safe." Xia Xiyue nodded her head and said, "don't hang around for too long. I'll go home together."
"Well." Jiang Meng gave a reply and then turned around and walked out of the hall.
Xia Xiyue took a look at Jiang mengshuang's back and sighed gently. She didn't like such an occasion.
"Mrs. Jiang, long time no see." A lady came to exchange greetings, Xia Xiyue looked at the past with a smile: "long time no see."
The banquet was still on, with the sound of greetings mixed with laughter and the sound of clinking glasses, along with the melodious transmission of music to all corners of the hall, Jiang mengshuang walked out of the banquet hall.
"Hoo..." With a breath, Jiang Meng stepped down the steps and looked around.
This time the party was held in the Wu family. She is not a stranger here.
After all, after all, after what happened in the Jiang family, she stayed here for a period of time with the old master of the Jiang family and other people.
The night in October was cool. Jiang mengshuang didn't want to recall the previous events.
So far away things, if you can completely forget, how good.
"I remember..." Thinking of something, Jiang mengshuang walked along a road: "there should be a small garden here..."
She came here when she was a child. It was a very small yard with a lot of flowers.
"It's already this month. Even if the flowers are blooming, there shouldn't be many..." As they walked forward, Jiang mengshuang murmured: "maybe Osmanthus, chrysanthemum, hibiscus mutabilis and so on... "
Compared with the bustle of the front hall, it is really quiet, the moonlight is like water, and the night wind is slowly with the chill of autumn.
A row of night lights issued a gentle light, lit up this part of the world, flowers quietly swayed in the wind under the night, the golden leaves of ginkgo tree were also ferry on a layer of light halo.
She was like an outsider suddenly entering here, Alice revisiting the land of dreams, seeing everything was novel, with an indescribable nostalgia.She used to come here at that time.
Because this is not the main garden of the Wu family. It is a remote and quiet corner. Even the servants of the Wu family don't come here very much. It just allows her to stay here quietly.
At that time, Jiang mengshuang didn't like the way people looked at her.
It seems to be with sympathy, as if with a strange.
Although not very understand, but subconsciously avoid other people's sight, has become a habit of Jiang mengshuang.
If there is no care of Xia Xiyue, and at that time regardless of other people's gossip, resolutely sent her abroad, that completely unfamiliar capital.
She was afraid that she would not have the same character as she is now.
Say, for their own sake, Xia Xiyue should also bear a lot of pressure.
As soon as she married into the Jiang family, she became the mother of the Jiang family, and immediately sent her adopted daughter abroad.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Meng reached out and patted her cheek.
Maybe it was the revisit of the old place, but it made her think of a lot of past events.
"Here..." Jiang mengshuang stops in front of a ginkgo tree. She remembers that she has seen a picture book under this tree for a long time. She can't remember the story clearly, but it should be very interesting.
[click] the sound of a foot stepping on a branch came from afar. Jiang Meng stepped back two steps subconsciously, put her hand in front of her, and asked, "who is there?"
"Oh." A male voice came: "vigilance is not bad." Then, a man came out of the night, dressed in a suit, with short hair, with a smile at the corners of his mouth. He was slender, handsome and resolute. He looked at Jiang mengshuang with a gentle smile in his eyes: "long time no see, little guy."