Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

This place in Yuncheng is not big, and there are few major events. Song Jingren recognized his daughter in a high-profile manner, and the city was full of turmoil. Tonight, almost all the media reporters in the city were around the Song family.

The illegitimate daughter took the top position and climbed to the gate of the capital. Many senior media people said that the means were extremely high.

Tonight's Song's house was brightly lit, and the symphony band was specially invited to warm up the venue. The dinner party had not yet started, and the huge living room was already full of champagne, and the choirs were staggered.

The staff of "Jingcheng Daily" where Cheng Lan is working are debugging the equipment and preparing to report on the dinner in an all-round way.

"Sister Lan, you are really capable. You can get admission to this kind of banquet. We are still exclusive, and the traffic will definitely explode tomorrow."

"You don't even look at who Sister Lan is."

"The Song family and the Fu family are now related to each other, and Sister Lan is the third master's confidante. The Song family must save face."

Cheng Lan is very fond of other people's beards and horses, "Okay, the dinner will start soon, and then check the equipment."

**

Song's second floor

Secretary Zhang knocked on Song Jingren's bedroom door, and only pushed in after permission, "Mr. Song, everything is ready."

"Still no news from Qiao Aiyun?"

"No one saw her return to Yuncheng."

Song Jingren stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and adjusted his tie, "Where's the Qiao family?"

"No movement."

"Go to confirm again, strengthen security, and do not allow any mistakes in today's dinner."

Since he released the news, he has never contacted Qiao Aiyun, and those who do bad things feel guilty, and so does he.

Secretary Zhang went out in response, just in time to see the make-up artist's servant walking in and out of Song Fengwan's room with things.

"What are you doing in that room?"

"The eldest lady wants to try on clothes, and the room is not spacious enough, so..." the servant muttered, and the eldest lady in her mouth was naturally Jiang Fengya.

Qiao Aiyun has always advocated raising her daughter richly, so Song Fengwan's room is the largest in the whole family. This person has not officially entered the Song family, so she is eager to grab the site and occupy the space.

It's really ugly to eat.

**

In the living room on the first floor

The men gathered around and talked about some recent major events, while the women gathered together, except for discussing clothes and jewelry, they were the heroines of the gossip dinner party.

"This illegitimate daughter is also a good trick. I looked at the photo, and the weak willow Fufeng, but I didn't expect it to be such a sinister thing." These illegitimate children are the most despised among the ladies in these wealthy families.

"I robbed my fiancé and occupied the magpie's nest. I think that 80% of the photos were taken deliberately by someone."

"I heard that I was only 18. I learned to seduce men at such a young age. Eighty percent of it is the reincarnation of a vixen, so shameless."

...

While everyone was talking, Song Jingren had already helped Jiang Fengya downstairs.

Song Jingren was wearing a suit with the unique charm of a mature man, while Jiang Fengya was wearing a white dress that dragged the floor, and her curly hair was deliberately permed, making her face even more petite.

The makeup is pure, but she is wearing luxurious jewelry, which is always a bit abrupt.

"No one wears jewelry like this, from head to toe, without a trace, nouveau riche." Someone sneered in a low voice.

Jewelry is used to decorate and add the finishing touch, and that's the best way to do it. She wears too much, not to mention distracting guests. This set of jewelry is colorful, and her aura...

Can't hold back.

"I want to be a blockbuster, but unfortunately I use too much force, which is unbearable."

"Didn't Song Jingren find a stylist for her? People will laugh at the spread of such photos."

The stylists are also very desperate.

They gave her matching designs, but she didn't listen. She dressed according to her own taste. People liked this kind of earthy dress. What can they do?

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Song Jingren felt Jiang Fengya's nervousness, and patted the back of her hand kindly, like a loving father.

"Well." Where is Jiang Fengya afraid, she is excited.

After waiting for so long, she is just a few steps away, and she can become the eldest Miss of the Song family.

The two walked to the small stage temporarily set up in the center of the living room, Song Jingren picked up the microphone and greeted each other politely before entering the topic.

"Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules, Song Mou is very grateful."

"I invite everyone to come here today because of the daughter I just found. Our father and daughter have been separated for many years. Thank God for his blessing and let our father and daughter recognize each other..."

He spoke eloquently, and the applause from the audience was sparse. In the end, it was true and false. Everyone knew in their hearts. They came to the dinner party, but they sold face and watched the fun.

Just as Song Jingren spoke impassively, there was a commotion outside, and everyone looked for the sound.

Outside the security guard trotted in, "Master, Madam and Missy are back!"

The eldest lady made Jiang Fengya's face completely black.

Without waiting for everyone to react, I saw a group of bodyguards dressed in black lined up, their footsteps were heavy, their aura was full, and the wind of early winter swept the whole living room, bleak and cold...

Clearly prepared.

**

Another passenger plane landed at Yuncheng Airport.

"Third Master, it's here..." Shifang whispered to remind someone who closed his eyes and rested, not knowing whether he was sleeping or awake.

"Aqiu—" Someone kept rubbing his nose with a tissue, "Fu San, is she pregnant or not? What if we're going to scare your grandson away?"

Fu Chenyou opened his eyes and glanced at him.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not afraid of dying."

"Then you can go back to Beijing, what are you doing here?" Fu Chen got up and folded the blanket on his lap and put it aside.

He rubbed his nose and smiled, "You're here to do something big, I'll cheer you on, and by the way, I'll support the little sister-in-law." He hadn't seen such a big show for a few years, how could he miss it.

He just said that, but when he arrived at the Song family, someone shouted louder than anyone else.

People who didn't know thought it was his home ground.

Fu Chen and his party got up and left, and a gentleman who was also sitting in the first-class cabin opened his eyes and watched their backs.

"Sir, it's time for us to get out of the car," his secretary whispered. "The car is already being arranged. Go directly to Song's house?"

"Um."

It's the third watch, I've done my best not to get stuck, so the abuse will focus on tomorrow, otherwise half of it will be abused, I'm afraid you will send me blades.

Tomorrow an unknown male supporting cast will blow up the audience, haha...

There will also be mysterious characters who will appear. I won't spoil whether it is an enemy or a friend. Anyway, I think he is a person with a very special personality, which should be very pleasing, haha.

Tomorrow is very exciting, everyone will follow up on time.

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