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Today, Grandma Song's mood was clearly heavy. She said in a deep voice, "Is it Little Ze?"

"Grandmother is me." Caesar walked in with a smile.

He raised his arm and shook the bag of jewelry in his hand, saying, "I'm here to give you something. Huanhuan's been in the heat for quite a while, and she actually left the jewelry that Auntie Song told her to get in my car."

Ah!

Almost in an instant, everyone present looked at Caesar, who smiled and placed the jewelry set on the tea table.

Song Shuyao and her daughter couldn't believe it. What was going on?

As for Song Qinghuan, she admired the moment when the mother and daughter pair had such a wonderful change in expression. She would show a bit of weakness every now and then and thought that she was a cat that didn't know how to scratch people.

After sending Xi Ze off, Granny Song said in a low voice: "What is going on? It was clearly at Caesar's place, yet you insisted that Huanhuan had stolen and sold it. "The old lady looked at Xia Ruannan with a sharp gaze," Is there something I don't know about?

"Mom, this should be a misunderstanding." Xia Ruannan did not dare to look the old lady in the eye with a guilty conscience.

At this moment, the old lady looked benevolently at Song Qinghuan and said, "Huanhuan, if you're not feeling well, go upstairs to rest."

"Alright, Grandma." Song Qinghuan stood up and went upstairs. Just as she was about to close the door, she heard her grandmother, who had specially sent her away, harshly criticize the mother and daughter pair.

"Heh …" Song Qinghuan closed the door. It had just begun.

On the day of the old lady's sixty-ninth birthday.

In his previous life, Song Qinghuan did not attend his grandma's sixty-ninth birthday. She was lying in the hospital.

The Song Family's business was real estate. They owned a resort and their own star hotel. Granny Song's 69 th birthday was at the 5 star hotel under the Song Family. It was 8 o'clock at night.

It was now half past seven in the evening.

There were a lot of people attending the birthday celebration of the old mistress of the Song Family this time. Most of them were business celebrities, and each of them had their own birthday present.

As the eldest son, the young master of the Song Family, Song Mingxiu, was also magnanimous in his actions, so he allowed his father, Song Yueming, to help him expand his connections.

Song Shuyao was wearing a pink dress and looked like a lady from a big family. She obediently followed Xia Ruannan's lead as she sweetly greeted her.

Almost everyone who received the invitation had business dealings with the Song Family. This banquet hall had many floors, Song Qinghuan's dress was black, she stood on the corridor upstairs and looked down at the bright crowd below.

Caesar's dress today was a blue casual suit. He held two glasses of champagne in his hand and passed one to her. He smiled and asked, "Is Grandma feeling better?"

Song Qinghuan received the champagne and played with the champagne glass with her fingers. She said, "It's much better now."

Grandmother Song was not feeling well as she rested in the resting room. Song Qinghuan took the initiative to accompany her, while the four members of the Song Family were below to welcome the guests.

Song Qinghuan lowered her eyes and swirled the champagne glass. The whole family knew that she was not Xia Runan's daughter, but on the surface, she pretended to be friendly. Don't look at how the old lady was, otherwise, she would not be able to suppress Xia Runan.

Outside of the Song Family, Song Shuyao was the elder sister. She was the younger sister. Song Shuyao was the younger sister. She had a small oval face, but apart from her outer appearance, the two of them didn't look the least bit alike.

After Song Qinghuan was seven years old and had been kidnapped and tortured, she did not dare to meet strangers due to her weak personality. Furthermore, the ones Xia Runan brought to the party were all Song Shuyao, so she slowly drifted out of sight.

Song Qinghuan took a sip of champagne and looked down at the people below. From today onwards, everyone would be different.

"Why did you come up?" Song Qing laughed and said.

Caesar shrugged and said, "It's too boring down there."

Song Qinghuan's eyes casually swept over the people below in search of Song Shuyao. At this moment, the people below took the opportunity to open up their own social circle. As they looked down, their pupils suddenly shrunk. She didn't even hear what Xi Ze was saying.

Song Qinghuan's sight was fixed on the face of the man with a smile. His eyes were curved like the bright and clear crescent moon in the night sky.

His handsome features, his perfect face, and especially the shiny black studs in his right ear added a touch of wildness to his sunny handsomeness. He wore a black suit that gave him a boyish air and a youthful maturity to his overall appearance.

Opposite him stood the Song brothers and sisters, and Song Shuyao almost couldn't move her legs the instant she saw him. She had a bashful look on her face, but her eyes were glued to his body.

In his previous life, when he first met Song Qinghuan, he didn't know her identity. But later on, he found out that everything about this man was because he had revealed his lover's identity to Song Shuyao. His identity had been exposed by the media.

The Crown Prince of Glory Corporation, Xu Ningzhou.

In the development of Internet applications, services and other technologies, Glory Corporation has always maintained its leading position in the industry, and has obtained many top positions in the domestic Internet industry. It is the leader of the entire Internet industry, and also ranked first on the list of rich and powerful companies.

Having met this man four years earlier, at this time Xu Ningzhou was even younger and more handsome. He was not as calm and indifferent as he would be a few years later, but rather he had a tyrannical aura about him, arrogantly and unrestrainedly.

When the birthday feast officially began, the lights in the banquet hall dimmed a lot. As the chairman of the Song Group, Song Yuemin gave a speech on stage.

Song Yueming, who was in his forties, had a sturdy figure. His words were very courteous, and the voice from the microphone sounded out in the banquet hall.

Song Qinghuan helped the old granny downstairs. Xia Ruannan gave Song Shuyao a meaningful glance, and although she was unwilling, Song Shuyao still put on a cute look as she helped the old granny up the stage.

After so many years, Song Qinghuan, as the daughter of the Song Family had returned to her field of vision.

The party was very lively. The birthday cake was a nine story pagoda peach cake. Song Shuyao's mother, Xia Runan, smiled and said that Song Shuyao had learned to make this over the past few months.

His words were filled with the filial piety of Song Shuyao to her grandmother.

Song Qing welcomed her sister's gaze. In her eyes, Song Shuyao was openly provoking her. She smiled faintly as she responded. Forget making a cake herself, she didn't even know how to make a cup of tea for Song Shuyao.

There was a white piano in the corner of the banquet hall. The old lady had asked the hotel manager to prepare it when she set up the banquet hall.