Yingcheng was soaked in spring, and it was wet everywhere.

Since the last time they parted, Meng Zijin had never seen Song Yunshen again until the end of the cold spell in later spring.

Meng Zijin didn't live in the dormitory since she was in her fourth year of university. She rented a small house nearby. Under normal circumstances, her driver wouldn't come to pick her up at this time unless he was arranged to.

It also proved that Mr. Meng Yongnian and Ms. Xu Qiang were back, and her free and easy life was completely over.

Meng Zijin rarely had classes in the afternoon. After coming out of the piano room, she sent a text message to Zheng Yuyu and got in her driver's car.

The driver was Uncle Yang, who had watched her grow up. Meng Zijin got in the car skillfully, greeted him with a smile, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

Recently, there had been a professional competition. She had trapped herself in the piano room for eight hours a day to practice. She had consumed too much energy, so she didn't hide her tiredness. She wanted to go back in this state to make Xu Qiang feel sympathy for her.

When the car stopped, Meng Zijin woke up and found that she was surrounded by buildings she was not familiar with.

Meng Zijin asked, "Uncle Yang, where are we?"

"I don't know. Sir and Madam only asked me to bring you here. If you're curious, why don't you go in and have a look?" Uncle Yang stared at Meng Zijin with a smile, turned his head, and raised his chin slightly. "Bring the dress in."

Meng Zijin was speechless.

Okay, okay, there was no doubt that she was indeed their biological daughter!

"Uncle, if I die at such a young age, I would definitely be tricked by my parents." Meng Zijin opened the bag casually, glanced at it, and got out of the car with an unhappy face.

It was either a music exchange or a meeting of old friends in a high-end club. As their daughter, she had always come out to cheer them up since high school.

All the people who came to such a luxurious place were high-end people. Although the Meng family were not businessmen, they all made friends with business people. They were here to talk business, but Mr. Meng Yongnian was here to visit an old friend.

After changing into the dress, Meng Zijin casually put on makeup and made a simple hairstyle with her bare hands. She was very satisfied with her face in the mirror. She didn't need too many decorations to be exceedingly beautiful.

There was also an admission ticket with the dress. Meng Zijin held it between her fingertips and straightened her back. She went to the address on the ticket.

In the 2nd banquet hall on the 17th floor.

She muttered as she walked. When she looked up again, she saw that the elevator was about to close. Ignoring the fact that she was wearing high heels, she trotted and shouted, "Please wait a minute!"

A hand reached out from the gap of the elevator that was about to close.

The owner of the hand had a handsome face. The moment the elevator door closed, he blocked his hand in the doorway.

Mr. Chen was so scared that he glanced sideways at the woman who was running over.

No, to be exact, they had met not long ago.

She is the little girl.

"It's you!" Mr. Chen blurted out, but his head felt cold.

It was over. His boss had just glanced at him coldly.

"Ah?" Meng Zijin gasped for breath. After standing firm, she looked up at the two people in the elevator.

Caught off guard, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck her back, and she was unable to move at all.

"Hello, Senior Song." Meng Zijin calmed down, but her tongue was slightly tied.

Song Yunshen looked down and stared at her. After a while, he looked away and nodded. "Hello."

"Which floor?" After a few seconds of silence, Song Yunshen looked sideways at her.

"The 17th floor," Meng Zijin replied in a low voice.

Song Yunshen didn't move.

The floor she was going to was the same as his.

The small space was so quiet that Meng Zijin could even hear her own heartbeat.

With a ding, the elevator door opened. Meng Zijin stepped forward first, clenched her fists, walked in the pace alternated between slow and fast, and turned around as if she had finally made this difficult decision. She walked to Song Yunshen, who was a few steps behind her, and said with a smile, "Senior Song, thank you for not pursuing the rear-end collision. When we met at school that time, I didn't deliberately find an excuse to leave, I just..."

"I know." Song Yunshen looked at the little girl, who was nervous and stretched out her neck.

"Ah?" Meng Zijin was about to say something, but the word was stuck in her throat.

"You just don't have the money to compensate me."

"You're afraid that I'll chase after you, for money."

Meng Zijin was speechless?

What was he insinuating.

Now that she was dressed in high-end clothes, she didn't look like a poor college student at all.

Thinking of this, Meng Zijin suddenly raised her head with a stunned look in her eyes.

It was over. One second ago, she was a poor college student, and the next, she was in a luxury place, which confirmed the fact that she was talking nonsense.

"I'll just change it for a new one. It doesn't matter. You don't have to take it to heart." Seeing her expression, Song Yunshen didn't tease her anymore. Just now, he accidentally saw the ticket in her hand. After making sure that she was on the same way as his, he raised his chin and said, "Let's get in."

It sounded like he was showing off his wealth.

Meng Zijin didn't understand why she was suddenly on the same way as his.

Mr. Chen followed behind them and blinked all the way.

Needless to say, they were a perfect match for each other.

"Mr. Song."

"Mr. Song."

…

Since entering the banquet hall, everyone who saw Song Yunshen had greeted with Mr. Song.

Meng Zijin stared blankly at the man next to her, who was a head taller than her. He had a cold temperament and an extraordinary appearance, like a God's favored one.

The most important thing was that she was just a nobody. At this moment, she was following this famous big shot to enter here. Would she attract any fatal disaster.

Thinking of the expression on Madam Xu Qiang when she saw her later, Meng Zijin couldn't help shivering.

"Cold?" Song Yunshen tilted his head and looked at her exposed shoulders.

Meng Zijin searched the surroundings, trying to find Meng Yongnian to take her out of the sea of bitterness. When she heard someone next to her asking, she blurted out without thinking, "Of course, you should try showing your shoulder."

Song Yunshen was stunned. After a while, the smile on his face deepened and he laughed.

Meng Zijin regretted it as soon as she answered.

"She only has a mouth."

"Baby! Baby!"

Hearing this, Meng Zijin looked in the direction of the voice and almost burst into tears.

The savior! This was the savior! At a time like this, her father was the most reliable!

Meng Zijin then ran to Meng Yongnian and habitually hit his arm a few times. "Mr. Meng, how can you bear to let your baby come in alone?" Meng Zijin was still feeling guilty about what Song Yunshen had just said, but she had nowhere to vent it out. She could only vent her anger on Meng Yongnian.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby. All right, let's go. I'll take you to meet someone." Meng Yongnian was so focused on Meng Zijin that he didn't notice who the man standing next to her was.

Song Yunshen watched Meng Zijin being held by Meng Yongnian intimately.

Mr. Chen seemed to be watching a big show. He wiped his sweat and carefully peeked at his boss's expression.

Sure enough, Song Yunshen's pitch-black eyes turned like unfathomably deep and cold pools in an instant.

Meng Zijin was right. The banquet tonight was just a simple meeting of old friends.

She was an old friend of Mr. Meng Yongnian and Ms. Xu Qiang, and it had nothing to do with her.

"Guo, come on, this is my daughter. She's beautiful, isn't she? Isn't she better than your son?" Meng Yongnian always praised his daughter. Meng Zijin had always heard these words. She was tired of it.

When Xu Qiang heard the noise, she came over with a glass of wine in her hand. She looked at Meng Zijin sharply and then put her arms around her waist with a smile. "I haven't seen you for five days. My baby, you've grown fat."

Meng Zijin was speechless.

"Why don't you greet with your Uncle Guo?" Xu Qiang didn't give Meng Zijin a chance to refute and immediately changed the topic.

Meng Zijin said with a smile, "Uncle Guo."

"Hey! You have raised her well. She is not like my son, who doesn't work properly and fool around all day long after graduation." Guo Cheng had an envious expression on his face, but when it came to his son, he immediately asked Meng Zijin about her age. "How old is Zijin this year? You are about to graduate, right?"

Meng Zijin said calmly, "Twenty years old, graduate in this year."

"Well, that's so good," Guo Cheng laughed louder.

Meng Zijin was speechless.

Good to nothing.

Meng Zijin followed Ms. Xu Qiang and listened to them talk about the past. She felt a chill on her back, as if something was staring at her.

Today's banquet was hosted by the Guo family and some well-known families. There were all kinds of people, so naturally, there were more than just people in the business world here.

As the top leader in the business world, Song Yunshen naturally attracted attention.

Guo Cheng went to visit Song Yunshen with Meng Yongnian. Everyone knew that Song Yunshen did not talk about relationships in the business world. He only talked about business. Guo Cheng had invited Song Yunshen here today to talk about business.

The more relaxed the atmosphere was, the easier it was to make a deal.

"Your Uncle Guo's son, Guo Jiamu, is three years older than you. Although he didn't take over your Uncle Guo's business, he has won a gold medal in the Tchaikovsky competition." Ms. Xu Qiang took a sip of champagne, and looked at Meng Zijin, who was frowning.

"Are you unhappy?" Xu Qiang knew her daughter very well. Every time she talked about this, her daughter would try her best to resist.

"Can I be unhappy?" Meng Zijin found a place to sit down. She was not in a good mood and did not want to talk to Ms. Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang was stunned and winked at Meng Yongnian.

Meng Yongnian sat down next to Meng Zijin and smoothed her with sweet words.

Song Yunshen was talking business with Guo Cheng. When he saw this scene, the wine glass in his hand was put back to the distance with a snap.

The violent collision frightened Guo Cheng. He couldn't figure out what he had said had angered this big shot.

"That's all for today. President Guo, let's work together next time if there's a chance." Song Yunshen turned his wrist around to have a look on the watch, then looked away indifferently, and got up to leave the banquet hall.

Guo Cheng froze on the spot, reflecting on which step he had made a mistake.

Mr. Chen caught up with Song Yunshen and cleared his throat. After entering the elevator, he began to report, "The gentleman next to Miss Meng is Meng Yongnian, a famous artist of the Meng family."

Song Yunshen deepened his eyes.

He recalled how high-spirited and innocent she was at the High School Affiliated to Yingcheng University four years ago during the oath ceremony.