Song Tingshang nodded, stretched out one hand, and naturally held Jiang Ke's hand: "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ke took a step back, pulled out his hand, looked up at Song Tingshang, and then looked at Fu Hansheng behind Song Tingshang: "Song Tingshang, I wanted to tell you just now, but you hung up the phone..."

Jiang Ke said as he leaned over to Fu Hansheng: "Today, Fu Hansheng needs me to attend with him. I have... agreed to him."

Song Tingshang raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Ke.

A disappointed and angry expression flashed across his face, and then he turned into a smile that was the same as before.

"Mr. Fu should be the same as me when he needs social engagements, right?" Song Tingshang turned his head, looked at Fu Hansheng, and smiled at Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke let out a "ah" and stared at Fu Hansheng in surprise.

Fu Hansheng didn't say anything, walked straight forward, grabbed Jiang Ke's wrist, and pulled Jiang Ke forward.

"Song...Song Tingshang." Jiang Ke's center of gravity was unstable. When Fu Hansheng pulled it, he followed him forward and stumbled forward, "I...I will explain to you later."

After saying that, Jiang Ke turned around, trotted two steps, and followed Fu Hansheng forward.

Fu Hansheng almost stuffed Jiang Ke into his car.

He panted heavily, and it took a while before he calmed down.

"Fu Hansheng, are you okay?" Jiang Ke asked carefully as he looked at Fu Hansheng sitting in the driver's seat.

Fu Hansheng suddenly turned around, "What do you think?"

"I..." Jiang Ke said, lowering his head, "I have told you that I have an appointment today, but you didn't listen to your advice and insisted on me..."

Jiang Ke was just saying this when he suddenly felt a cold light flashing across his side.

She turned her head and looked at Fu Hansheng subconsciously, her throat slid up and down, swallowed two saliva nervously, squeezed out a smile, and stopped talking.

Fu Hansheng had a cold face, started the car and walked straight forward.

Looking at the shadow of Mercedes-Benz, Song Tingshang's heart suddenly twitched.

He covered his chest and gasped heavily. After a while, he calmed down his mood.

...

Song Tingshang's return dinner was chosen at the Margaret Hotel.

The media arrived early in the morning.

Three days ago, after Song Tingshang announced that Fu Hansheng would attend the return banquet, the dinner became the biggest news in the entertainment industry.

The bright red carpet extends from the hotel entrance to a full fifty meters away, and is surrounded by all kinds of flowers.

This time, in addition to Fu Hansheng, Song Tingshang invited several first-line star friends in China.

The red carpet starts on time at 6 pm.

The first one to appear was a popular domestic singer, who was also a friend of Song Tingshang before he returned to China.

Next were a few popular young actresses, and finally a few male stars with good relationships with Song Tingshang.

Half an hour later, these people finally walked the red carpet one after another.

The media's emotions reached their peak in an instant.

Next, according to the process, the ones to appear are Song Tingshang himself and Fu Hansheng.

I heard that today Song Tingshang and Fu Hansheng both brought their female companions.

The female companion who was taken to such an occasion was almost officially announced to the public.

Just as the media was looking forward to it, Xiaoqi suddenly walked onto the rostrum and took the microphone from the host's hand.

She laughed with laughter and said to the reporters: "Dear colleagues, I'm really embarrassed. Mr. Fu and his female companion have already entered the venue early and will not participate in today's red carpet. Song Tingshang will arrive later, please wait."

"Have you entered?" A reporter whispered to the people around him, "Didn't you say you would show up?"

"Who knows? They are now a hot business person. If they don't want to show up, wouldn't it be a matter of one word?" The person next to them whispered, gave his shoulders, and said with disdain.

Xiaoqi looked at the reporter whispering on the red carpet, and her face was also embarrassed.

However, Fu Hansheng was unwilling to walk the red carpet, and no one could persuade him.

Just as the reporters were talking about Shiou, Song Tingshang's Maybach stopped at the other end of the red carpet.

"Song Tingshang is here." One of the reporters immediately raised his microphone and signaled the camera standing behind him to lift the camera.

Song Tingshang slowly walked onto the red carpet wearing a white suit with a familiar and warm smile on his face.

He waved to the media, stood in the center of the red carpet, and let the media take photos.

"Mr. Song, aren't you going to bring your female companion with you today? Why are you the only one?" A reporter looked back and forth, but still didn't find Song Tingshang's female companion, and asked in surprise.

Song Tingshang looked at the reporter and smiled: "She is a little shy and has already gone in."

"Mr. Song, is your female companion your girlfriend? Is this time I brought her to such an important dinner to announce your relationship?" Song Tingshang finished speaking, and a reporter immediately asked.

Xiaoqi's face darkened. She picked up the microphone and was about to speak, but Song Tingshang waved his hand at her.

He smiled and looked at the reporter who asked: "If there is good news, I will tell you as soon as possible."

The reporters couldn't help but sigh.

It turns out that he is an old man who is in the entertainment industry. He speaks so well and can't find any flaws.

Song Tingshang looked at the disappointed reporters and smiled: "I hope everyone can have a happy dinner later."

After saying that, Song Tingshang followed the security guard's guidance, walked across the red carpet, and walked into the hall of the dinner.

"You're here." Peng Luyuan saw Song Tingshang immediately came up to meet him.

She held a red wine glass in her hand, her face turned red, and she had obviously drunk a lot: "I thought you couldn't come back and walk the red carpet, and I was so scared to death by you."

Song Tingshang smiled at the people on the side, took a wine glass, looked around the banquet scene, and asked in a low voice: "Where is Mr. Fu?"

Peng Lu raised his chin and clicked on the box on the second floor: "It's already here." She said, and leaned into Song Tingshang's ear, "I'll go up and greet him two more glasses later."

Song Tingshang did not answer, his eyes fell on the private room on the second floor.

...

Private room.

Jiang Kefu Hansheng put himself in a white skirt yesterday, looked downstairs curiously.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Hansheng frowned and asked, staring at Jiang Ke's side face.
Chapter completed!