The private room was decorated in a Chinese retro style, and four people were already sitting on the old-fashioned Eight Immortals table. When they heard the door open, they all raised their heads and looked at them with smiles.

"Mom?" Song Yunyan stared at Nie Shuqing and called out, then recovered and continued to call people, "Grandma, Sister Kaili, Nie Yusheng, what are you doing..."

The people at the table were her and Jiang Rongqing's few true relatives and friends.

Before she even finished asking, she already vaguely understood.

"You kid, why are you so stupid? If you and Rong Qing have a good life, of course the two families will have a meal together."

Seeing her daughter standing blankly at the door and forgetting to move, Nie Shuqing smiled and waved to her.

Grandma Jiang has silver hair, but she looks particularly good against the backdrop of a dark red cheongsam.

She also smiled and said: "Yanyan, your work situation is special, and Rong Qing is also busy for the time being, so he can't hold a wedding right away. Now I feel sorry for you, and I, as a grandmother, will ask for your forgiveness on his behalf."

Although he said apologetic words, the old man had an elegant temperament and a steady manner of speaking, without losing his status and seniority.

Nie Shuqing said quickly: "Yanyan understands everything aunt said."

"..."

The two elders were still polite to each other, but Song Yunyan's lips twitched slightly and her eyes suddenly became sour.

"What are you doing? There is no wedding, you are so wronged that you are going to cry?"

Hearing the laughter and teasing sound in her ears, she raised her head and stared at the man who seemed to be smiling but not smiling with her red eyes.

Jiang Rongqing curled her lips, didn't say anything, gently hugged her waist, and finally took her to a seat.

During the dinner, because of Nie Yusheng, a talkative person, the atmosphere was not dull at all.

Even Kelly, who was always meticulous, was amused and laughed a few times.

"Yunyan, Mr. Jiang, I wish you a happy wedding."

There was no grand congratulations. Halfway through the meal, Kelly picked up the wine glass and said sincerely.

Song Yunyan opened her mouth slightly, hesitating for a moment whether to accept the glass of wine.

After all, her marriage to Jiang Rongqing was just a contract.

Just as she was hesitating, an arm wrapped around her waist, exerted a little force, and led her to stand up.

"Thank you for taking care of Yunyan these years. I will be kind to her in the future."

As if making a promise, Jiang Rongqing looked solemn, poured a full glass of wine, touched it with Kelly, raised his head and drank it all.

"Hey, don't drink so hard..."

Thinking of his stomach problem, Song Yunyan even forgot about the contract for a moment and quickly reminded him.

Jiang Rongqing chuckled and looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows.

"You care about me so much?"

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

Song Yunyan blushed, gritted her teeth and whispered, "I don't want to take care of a drunkard again!"

"Really, Mrs. Jiang?"

He asked with a half-smile.

Mrs. Jiang...

This title made Song Yunyan wake up again, and the blush on his face faded.

It's just a contract, what kind of Mrs. Jiang is she?

The palm hanging under the table was suddenly pinched hard. Jiang Rongqing finished his drink and sat down with her again.

Noticing Song Yunyan's emotional change, the two elders looked suspiciously.

"Tsk, tsk, it's okay Yunyan!"

Nie Yusheng rolled his eyes and immediately said loudly: "Rong Qing just had a drink, has your distressed expression changed? I haven't even respected him yet!"

Instantly livening up the atmosphere, Nie Yusheng also pretended to toast them, and said in an unceremonious manner: "I wish you... may you have a son soon and have two children in three years!"

Song Yunyan's face turned red again and she glared at him gently.

Unexpectedly, the corners of Jiang Rongqing's lips actually acknowledged it directly, "Yeah, I'll try my best."

Work hard!

Who will have children in a contract marriage?

Just as Song Yunyan pouted, his phone suddenly vibrated.

I took it out and looked at the WeChat message sent by Kelly.

Curiously, Kelly asked: Why are you so depressed and aggrieved about the contract?

She is such a good friend and I really understand her.

After quietly glancing at Jiang Rongqing, Song Yunyan saw that he was chatting with her mother, so she took the opportunity to type a reply: A little bit.

She had a good relationship with Kelly, and she openly expressed her struggles: When I was in Province Y, I felt...he liked me somewhat, and I thought it could continue to develop normally.

Recalling those days, she continued typing depressedly: However, as soon as she came back, he took her to get the certificate. I asked him why he was in such a hurry, and he said it was business necessity.

After sending the message, she breathed a sigh of relief.

I quickly received a reply from Kelly: Fool, what kind of business need does Mr. Jiang need to invite his grandma to come over?

After seeing it, Song Yunyan's heart moved.

Kelly typed quickly, and then another message came over: Look at this table, is there anyone who has an interest relationship with Mr. Jiang?

She raised her eyes and looked around at the people on the table.

Indeed, if it was just for the business, there was no need for him to invite them to have this meal together.

So this meal is actually theirs...

wedding banquet.

After being comforted by Kelly, her heart suddenly opened up and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

The meal ended warmly.

Before leaving the private room, Grandma Jiang and Nie Shuqing gave them red envelopes respectively.

"Thank you grandma."

Song Yunyan accepted it and held her grandma's hand obediently.

Jiang Rongqing slightly raised the corners of her lips. Although her expression was light, there was a smile hidden in her bright eyes. She also accepted the red envelope and nodded in greeting, "Thank you, Auntie."

Nie Shuqing smiled, but before she said anything, Grandma Jiang was already scolded, "What aunt! Yanyan is married to you, why don't you change your tune?"

Change your words?

Call mom?

After imagining that scene, Song Yunyan felt that it was very inconsistent. She laughed and quickly wanted to "rescue" him.

However, before she could open her mouth, Jiang Rongqing said "Sorry" naturally, then looked at her mother and solemnly called: "Mom."

At that moment, Song Yunyan's heart suddenly tightened.

Nie Shuqing was also stunned for a moment, opened her mouth in flattery, and then started to speak incoherently excitedly, "Uh...hey, hey."

…

The simple wedding banquet is finally over.

Several people went out together, arranged their cars, and headed in different directions.

In the parking lot, a nondescript taxi slowly raised its peeking window.

In the car, Fang Meiyuan took a deep breath, took out her mobile phone, and dialed Ji Ying's number.

"Hello? Is something going on?"

Ji Ying asked coldly.

Fang Meiyuan reported the report without emotion: "Yes, today Song Yunyan came back from filming. Mr. Jiang took her to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and then took her to dinner with her family and friends."

Civil Affairs Bureau.

Family and friends.

Ji Ying immediately understood the whole story and said in disbelief: "Rong Qing...he actually married that actor?!"

"Well." Fang Meiyuan asked, "What should we do next?"

With her fists clenched tightly, Ji Ying breathed a little heavier and gritted her teeth and said, "It seems it's time for you to take action. Take the next step as planned!"

"good."

"Don't let anyone know about their marriage!"

"I see."
Chapter completed!