This year, the location of the calligraphy and painting exhibition was changed to the Nanyuan Museum. Except for a few master's paintings who did not have copyrights, most of the other paintings were the collections of the Meng family. Whether they were businessmen or artists, as long as they were influential figures, they would gather here.

Some of them were for the collections, some were for business, and some wanted to take this opportunity to build relationships.

The good and the bad mixed up, giving people a headache.

Meng Zijin was arranged to follow Meng Sinian. Obviously, the uncle and nephew were the same kind of people and were not interested in this exhibition at all.

"What's wrong? Have you been lectured by the Old Master Meng?" Meng Sinian and Meng Zijin stood in front of a calligraphy painting. They stared at the painting at the same time, but their eyes were not focused.

"My dad is not dead yet. He talks about the thousand-year-old culture every day. It seems that without me, the Meng family will no longer be the Meng family." Meng Zijin seemed to be worried, and she could only complain about her dissatisfaction.

She didn't dare to say this to Meng Yongnian and Xu Qiang, but she could say it to Meng Sinian.

Meng Sinian clicked his tongue with a half-smile, put one hand on his waist, and put the other hand on the shoulder of Meng Zijin. "Don't be angry. I'll take you to my place for a drink tonight."

Meng Zijin felt that he was too heavy and raised her hand to hit him on the waist. "Don't you think it's a big deal? Mind your own business. Don't make fun of me."

"You're not going to help me?" Meng Sinian sighed sadly and looked at the bleak painting in front of him. "It's sad for a sad person to see such a sad work of art."

"I can't even protect myself." Meng Zijin pushed him away with an expression "Stay away from me."

"Meng Sinian, bring your baby here." Meng Yongnian suddenly waved his hand and shouted at Meng Sinian. Meng Sinian raised his eyebrows with a smile and bent his elbow, indicating for Meng Zijin to hold his arm.

Meng Zijin muttered with a gloomy face, "I've told you hundreds of times not to call me baby in public, but you just didn't listen."

Meng Sinian licked his lips, coughed softly, and teased, "Baby, come with me."

Meng Zijin was speechless.

"Ouch-" What responded to Meng Sinian was a sharp pain in his arm.

"Go by yourself." Meng Zijin turned around and walked away.

"Hey, you've become so disobedient!" Seeing that Meng Zijin had really run away, Meng Sinian could only scratch the back of his hand and walk alone to Meng Yongnian.

This little girl was really vengeful.

Somewhere, Song Yunshen, who had just finished dealing with others, was currently staring at a familiar figure.

Doubts remain unresolved, adding new ones.

He knew that Meng Zijin would definitely come today, and she would come with Meng Yongnian.

But it was obvious that the man beside her at this moment was not Meng Yongnian.

Instead, it was a man who was as beautiful as him.

Meng Zijin was not a person without a temper. The two men of the Meng family had made her unhappy, in order to adjust her mood, so she hid for a while.

She had only taken a few steps when a force pulled her into an empty corridor. Before she could exclaim, a face suddenly enlarged in front of her. She was so scared that she did not even scream.

It was Song Yunshen.

It was Song Yunshen again.

"Why do you look so pale?" Song Yunshen frowned and grabbed her right hand out of habit. "Are you angry?"

Feeling a slight itch, Meng Zijin tried to break free, but he held her more tightly.

"What the hell do you want, Song Yunshen." Meng Zijin felt a warm sensation on her neck for no reason.

Suddenly, Song Yunshen lifted her chin slightly. His tone was extremely indifferent, and his eyes were filled with pity. It was as if he was coaxing her. "Don't be angry. Since he's not a good person, why don't you follow me? I am richer."

"You..." Meng Zijin frowned and quickly went through all the pieces that could be connected to this sentence in her mind. Then she suddenly realized something and said, "Do you think I've found a sugar daddy?"

It made sense. Everything made sense.

Now that she thought about it, Song Yunshen was actually hinting that she shouldn't go further.

That's right. Back then in the club, she was intimate with Meng Yongnian. Obviously, he misunderstood.

More importantly, although Meng Yongnian was over 45 years old, he didn't look old.

Song Yunshen was stunned when he heard that.

Meng Zijin found an opportunity to get rid of him. "What kind of place do you think the calligraphy and painting exhibition is? Which man brought his lover here."

After she left in a hurry, Meng Zijin was caught by Meng Sinian again.

Meng Yongnian and several strangers followed behind Meng Sinian. Meng Zijin could only smile and reach out to hold Meng Sinian.

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"Sir, Miss Meng..." Mr. Chen happened to come over and said in a trembling voice.

Before he could finish his words, Song Yunshen raised his hand to stop him. He frowned and asked, "Do you have any information about Meng Zijin?"

Mr. Chen immediately explained, "You told me not to investigate her back then."

Song Yunshen didn't say anything and took a deep breath.

Back then, falling in love with a girl who hadn't graduated from high school was already a beast enough. In order not to think her often and to avoid this perverted idea, he had never investigated her family background.

But at this moment, he wanted to know everything about her.

He might have misunderstood.

Meng Yongnian was not her sugar daddy.

This man was the one.

"You don't have to follow me." Song Yunshen unbuttoned one button of his suit, adjusted his expression, and strolled in the direction of Meng Yongnian.

He didn't stop until he saw Meng Zijin move her hand from the man to Meng Yongnian's arm.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.

Perhaps he wasn't her sugar daddy.

Meng Zijin.

Meng Yongnian.

Meng, the Meng family.

Today's exhibition was held by the Meng family. There was no wine in high-end artistic venues, and few people brought female companions. However, Meng Zijin was still here, unless she was the princess of the Meng family, who had never shown up.

What a princess from the Meng family.

Song Yunshen had been jealous for a few days in vain.

Song Yunshen was a little angry, but he felt relax in his heart.

After being introduced by Meng Yongnian, Meng Zijin still kept smiling. Hearing his generous praise, she could only humbly thank him.

"Mr. Song!" Mr. Li, who was still in contact with Meng Yongnian, raised his eyes and grinned excitedly as if he had seen gold. He couldn't wait to take Meng Yongnian to get to know Song Yunshen.

Meng Zijin turned around and forced a smile when she met the faint smile of Song Yunshen.

Today, Meng Zijin could only expose her identity.

Song Yunshen had seen through the fact that a poor college student had transformed into the little princess of an aristocratic family. Sure enough, one had to suffer retribution for lying.

Her retribution was Song Yunshen.

"Mr. Li, nice to meet you." Song Yunshen only glanced at Meng Zijin, then looked at Meng Yongnian and said meaningfully, "This must be Mr. Meng."

"I'm Song Yunshen." Without waiting for anyone to speak, he reached out his hand to Meng Yongnian. "I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Meng."

Although Meng Yongnian had dealt with the business world in recent years, it was the first time he had seen Song Yunshen. "Is the one in Congting?"

"That's right!" Mr. Li laughed. "It's the one who founded Congting at a young age. Look, he's only 28 years old."

"Indeed, he's young and promising!" For some unknown reason, Meng Yongnian admired him greatly. After he shook hands with Song Yunshen, he couldn't help but introduce Meng Sinian to everyone. "My younger brother, Meng Sinian, is two years older than you."

"Mr. Meng, nice to meet you," Song Yunshen said respectfully.

Meng Sinian frowned slightly.

No one in the business world dared to offend Song Yunshen, was this how he behaved privately?

"I'm just the owner of a bar. Mr. Song, will you come to my place another day?" Meng Sinian smiled and couldn't figure out the reason.

"Of course." From Meng Yongnian to Meng Sinian and then to Xu Qiang, Song Yunshen didn't answer them perfunctorily. He got to know them with a sincere smile.

Meng Zijin deliberately hid behind Xu Qiang. Listening to these people's polite superficial words, she couldn't help but despise them in her heart until someone led the topic to her.

"This is-" Song Yunshen raised his eyebrows. At this moment, his desire to tease her had reached its peak.

"Oh, my daughter, Meng Zijin." Meng Yongnian turned around and noticed Meng Zijin, who was hiding. He smiled awkwardly and took her out. "Mr. Song, please take care of her in the future."

"Of course." Song Yunshen still reached out his hand and stared at Meng Zijin. "Nice to meet you, Miss Meng."

Meng Zijin took a deep breath. After a long while, she raised her lips and said, "Hello, Mr. Song."

"Hahahaha..." For some reason, Mr. Li laughed heartily. "Miss Meng is also very interesting."

Xu Qiang sneered and whispered to Meng Zijin, "Little girl, how can you call him like your father."

"Oh, hello, Uncle Song." Meng Zijin quickly corrected, but her face was expressionless.

Song Yunshen was speechless.

Uncle Song.

All of a sudden, it quieted down.

Mr. Li's smile froze in an instant.

"Haha-" Meng Sinian scratched his nose with a smile, put his arm around Meng Zijin's shoulder, and said, "Little girl is not sensible. Mr. Song, please don't take it to heart."

"It doesn't matter." Song Yunshen looked at her with interest. "You can really call me uncle."

"That's right." Meng Zijin echoed in a low voice.

She had just heard that Meng Sinian was two years older than Song Yunshen.

Since she called Meng Sinian uncle, she could naturally call him uncle.

After the greetings, Meng Zijin was taken to another group of people by Meng Yongnian. According to the Old Master Meng, she had met all the influential figures in Yingcheng today.

These big shots also had an impression of what the princess of the Meng family looked like. Next, it was probably the Old Master Meng's turn to plan the next step.

Finally, they had to finish. Meng Sinian finally sent her a pleading look. Meng Zijin chuckled and said, "You can't avoid it. Go and deal with it. Get to know more women and get to know more people."

"Tut-tut, is this how you treat your dear uncle?" Meng Sinian did not pin his hopes on this girl, but he just wanted to tease her.

"Get lost."

"Meng Zijin!" Xu Qiang scolded Meng Zijin and reminded her secretly, "There are so many people here. Watch your tone."

Meng Zijin was speechless.

Fortunately, Xu Qiang was also busy in the end, and no one followed her. Meng Zijin got some peace and quiet, but after all, Old Master Meng had something to say first. She couldn't leave, so she wandered around to appreciate the paintings.

These authentic works were displayed almost every year, and this year, there were a few new ones. Although she did not love them, she knew how to appreciate them.

"It never rains but it pours. Miss Meng, you really amazed me." It was unknown when Song Yunshen had stood next to her. When Meng Zijin turned her head, her hair brushed over his shoulder.

"I had no choice. Please forgive me, Senior Brother Song." Meng Zijin was fascinated by the painting for a while and was in a low mood. She didn't have time to adjust herself.

Song Yunshen frowned when he heard that.

Meng Zijin stared at him and suddenly asked, "Isn't Congting an investment company? Is the business scope so broad now? Or do you want to buy a painting?"

Before Song Yunshen could answer, Meng Zijin said, "Do you really want to buy a painting? That's probably a little difficult. These are all authentic works. My grandfather keeps a close eye on them."

Song Yunshen smiled. "Nope."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"See you," Song Yunshen answered honestly.