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Mu Mian’s heart clenched painfully.

He pulled Mu Qiu into his arms and said in a choked voice, “It’s alright, your mother is alright. This is the greatest blessing. When she wakes up, I will tell her about the baby.”

Auntie Zhang’s heart clenched as she watched from the side. She couldn’t help feeling worried. If Madam woke up and knew that the child was gone, she would definitely be very upset.

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]The Mu Family was in a mess, but Song Ci’s side was peaceful.

The wedding night was rather long and it was already past 11am by the time Song Ci woke up. She didn’t see Han Zhan and calmly found her cell phone to call him.

“Brother Han, where are you? Don’t tell me you went to work the day after getting married?”

Han Zhan chuckled.

That laughter was deep and melodious through the phone. Song Ci felt an itch at her ear.

Han Zhan told Song Ci, “Since you’ve woken up, change your clothes and come down to the dining hall to have lunch with the elders. Godmothers and uncle will be leaving in the afternoon.”

As a result, this lunch was a family meal and also a thank-you meal.

“Okay.” Song Ci wanted to leave a good impression on her elders, so she changed into a lovely pink lacy dress. Looking at the gentle and lovely woman in the mirror, Song Ci broke into a smile and said to her, “You’re so beautiful, Mrs. Han.”

After being narcissistic, Song Ci went downstairs.

She walked out of the lift and saw Han Zhan waiting for her in the corridor outside. “You’re really good at sleeping.” Han Zhan reached out, held Song Ci’s hand, and pulled her into the private room.

Song Ci shot Han Zhan an accusing look. “Who are you blaming?”

“Yes, blame me for being too awesome.” Han Zhan was rather shameless.

Song Ci couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.

The private room was very spacious. There was a huge dining table that was filled with 12 people. At the table, Han Zhan’s godmother and Li Yao sat on the left side, while Song Ci’s teacher, Shen Yubei, sat beside Di Rongrong.

Dressed in a white qipao, Di Rongrong looked like a green lotus in the drizzle of June. She looked elegant and ethereal.

Meanwhile, Shen Yubei was dressed in a light blue Chinese-style suit with a black jade hairpin fastened to his long hair. He looked very elegant, like a wealthy young master from the Republic of China.

Shen Yubei was sitting there as Song Ci’s family. Han Aoyu treated him the most kindly. He pulled him aside and chatted non-stop, asking all sorts of questions about Song Ci’s childhood competitions.

Shen Yubei answered them one by one with a respectful but fearless expression.

With his calm and collected manner, no one would have expected a mischievous pair of high heels to be rubbing against his calves under the table.

As that leg got increasingly unruly, Shen Yubei suddenly reached under the table with his right hand, grabbed that leg’s owner’s thigh, and squeezed.

“Hiss!”

Di Rongrong suddenly took a deep breath, her expression twisted.

Jin Luolan heard the commotion and turned to ask her, “What’s the matter? You look like you were bitten by a dog.”

Di Rongrong rubbed her own thigh and had no choice but to swallow her saliva. “I’m fine, I just kicked the table leg.”

“Oh.”

Hearing this, a smile flashed across Shen Yubei’s eyes.

It was finally quiet under the table.

On Han Aoyu’s left was the Han Family members. Sitting beside Han Aoyu was an old man in his sixties. He was tall and strong, wearing glasses. He looked very righteous and majestic.

This person was Han Aoyu’s only nephew, Han Dongliang. He was also Han Wangwang’s grandfather.

Sitting beside Han Dongliang was a middle-aged man with the same features but much younger. He was Han Dongliang’s son, Han Wanglong.

He was Han Zhan’s elder cousin, as well as Han Wangwang’s father. He was the top political figure in Shunchen City.

Han Wangwang and his brother Han Junjun were both there. The two juniors were playing with their phones. Han Wanglong hated seeing Han Wangwang’s dirty pigtails the most. The day before yesterday, he had dragged Han Wangwang to Wangdong City’s barbershop and straightened her dirty pigtails.

The long-haired Han Wangwang looked much gentler and more obedient. However, no matter how well-dressed the young lady was, her soul was as hot as a little pepper.

Han Wangwang’s younger brother was called Han Junjun. He was only 17 years old and was a high school student.

Han Junjun had short, clean hair. He was wearing a light grey, slim-fit shirt and had a face that was very similar to Han Wangwang’s. He looked elegant and elegant, like a scholarly young master.

Di Rongrong glanced at Han Junjun. “Junjun is so handsome. He will definitely bring harm to many girls when he grows up.”

Han Junjun lowered his head in embarrassment.

Shen Yubei sneered and said softly, “Ms. Di has such great taste. She will always love the young and handsome.” That year, she couldn’t resist flirting with the pure and adorable Shen Yubei at the concert, once she saw him.

In the end, she stole Shen Yubei’s heart, but she turned around and married Huo Jing-an.

Shen Yubei naturally resented her.

Di Rongrong was speechless.

Han Aoyu could tell that the two of them seemed to have a personal grudge. He smiled and said, “In terms of being young and handsome, Yubei is the best amongst your peers.”

The 48-year-old Shen Yubei didn’t look like an old man at all. Instead, he looked like an otherworldly fairy, and seemed very young.

Shen Yubei felt slightly embarrassed at Han Aoyu’s compliment.

Di Rongrong looked at Shen Yubei’s round, fair, and clean face. Her hand felt slightly itchy and she wanted to pinch it. But thinking of this person’s vengeful personality, she gritted her teeth.

Di Rongrong glanced at Shen Yubei’s serious expression and said in a sarcastic manner, “In the past, I liked the younger ones. But now, I like the mature ones who are older than me.”

Shen Yubei put down her glass and retorted. “Is that so? It’s good to be mature, steady, energetic, understanding and devoted to women. You will always love 18-year-old young ladies.”

Apart from Jin Luolan, Mo Yao, and a few other insiders, everyone else was at a loss after hearing this. But they were no fools and could tell that Shen Yubei was mocking Di Rongrong.

Many years ago, Shen Yubei had confessed to Di Rongrong, but she rejected him and chose Huo Jing-an, who was a year older than her.

Huo Jing-an and his family worked in politics and were rather talented. They had all sorts of family backgrounds and knowledge. Most importantly, he knew women better than Shen Yubei. He knew how to fall in love and capture a woman’s heart.

After that, Di Rongrong and Huo Jing-an got married and had a daughter. But she wasn’t very fortunate and she passed away during the confinement period. Due to the death of that daughter, their relationship broke down.

In the fifth year after her daughter’s death, Huo Jing-an had an affair with an 18-year-old young woman. As a result, Huo Jing-an was given the nickname “Huo Eighteen” by Mo Yao and the rest.

Even so, out of consideration for the two families and their own reputations, the two of them maintained the relationship of husband and wife. Although they were husband and wife, their marriage relationship was only in name.

Shen Yubei’s move was so vicious that Di Rongrong’s face turned pale.

After saying that, Shen Yubei also felt slightly regretful. He was very frustrated but didn’t know how to apologize. He just kept a straight face and continued drinking unhappily.

As Han Zhan pulled Song Ci into the private room, he felt that something was off.

He asked, “What happened?”

Han Aoyu chuckled. “I’ m getting hungry waiting for you and Song Ci.”

Everyone laughed at Old Master’s words.

Yesterday, Han Zhan had already brought Song Ci to meet these elders. She also had a good memory and memorized their names and faces.

Song Ci also felt that the atmosphere in the room was off. She quickly greeted everyone. “Hello, Grandpa, Uncle, Godmothers, Cousin, Teacher, Wangwang, Junjun...”

Song Ci admired herself.

Song Ci would never lose to anyone in terms of who had the sweetest tongue.

Please call me —

Sweetie Song!