No matter how worried you are, what should come will come.

Li Shaoyan and Song Yiran discussed and felt that Song Yiran's true identity would not be revealed at this time. But she must go to the banquet. After all, there are many uncertain factors, and she must protect her two buns.

After thinking about it, Song still decided to simply disguise.

Of course, there was no human skin mask for her to use. Instead, some special potions changed the complexion of her skin, the color of her pupils, and a golden curly hair.

Song Yiran, who was originally an oriental, instantly turned into a foreign beauty with high nose, blue eyes, yellow hair, wearing a burgundy V-neck long skirt, holding the same small bag in her hand.

"Wow, mommy, you're a foreigner."

When Song Xiaomeng saw her mother's outfit, she immediately rushed over with her eyes lit up, and her big eyes were full of envy.

Song Yiran was amused by her daughter and bent down and pinched her face hard.

"Go quickly and change your clothes with your brother."

"Affect the order."

Song Xiaomeng saluted with a naughty look on her face and then ran to the second floor shakingly. About ten minutes later, two cute babies who had changed their clothes came down from the upper floor.

Song Xiaomeng is wearing a white princess dress, a crystal hairpin on her short hair, and a red bow on the right ear.

Let’s look at Song Xiaobao again. She has a white shirt, light blue nine-point overalls and a pair of small leather shoes, which is very fashionable.

Song Yiran looked at his two cute babies with satisfaction, and his eyes were filled with joy.

She is worthy of being her, Song Yiran's child, and she can't be more beautiful.

"Let's go, let's go."

Song Yiran turned around and left with one hand. Li Shaoyan, who was left behind by the mother and son, said he was very injured. He sighed silently and followed quickly. Seeing the three of them sitting honestly in the back seat, Li Shaoyan felt that he was actually just a driver.

In any case, the family of four arrived at the Jun family compound in forty minutes.

The car drove in, found a parking space, and got off.

Li Shaoyan and Song Yiran stood together, holding the man next to him with slender and fair arms. On the other side, Song Xiaomeng and Song Xiaobao held hands and followed the two of them.

The family of four walked towards the hall openly, and the guests who were heading together were stunned when they saw Li Shaoyan.

Is that Mr. Li’s child? But he hasn’t married Song Muyun yet, where did he get his children?

No, those two children should be five years old. Where did Mr. Li come from such a young child?

Could it be that they read it wrong? Didn’t Mr. Li come?

The eyes staring at Li Shaoyan were full of doubts, and their eyes were wandering against Li Shaoyan and the two cute babies. No matter how you look at it, you can see that the three of them are very similar. You can tell at first glance that they are father and son and daughter.

It’s really strange. If it was Mr. Li’s child, why didn’t he see him before? What about the child’s mother?

Amidst doubts, the aura of gossip began to spread throughout the banquet hall.

The family of four didn't care at all about the impact their arrival had brought to the whole banquet. They walked in with a smile and did whatever they should do.

"Shaoyan."

As the grandson of the Jun family and the only male among the younger generation, Li Shengze naturally fell on him for greeting guests.

After seeing the four eye-catching people, he immediately came over. In addition to Li Shaoyan, there were two cute babies. The only thing he was unfamiliar with was Song Yiran disguised himself.

Perhaps it was because Li Shaoyan had never seen a blonde and blue-eyed beauty around him, so Li Shengze couldn't help but look at Song Yiran more.

"Big Brother."

Li Shaoyan's tone was faint, and he raised his lips and said hello.

"uncle."

Child Song Xiaomeng rushed over with a smile, looking at Li Shengze with a innocent and cute little face as angel.

"Xiao Meng is very beautiful today."

"Really?"

The cute baby who was praised for his beautiful appearance immediately carried the hem of the skirt with joy on his face and walked around for a while. Finally, he added an action that the ballerina would do when she left the venue.

The cute behavior made the peeking people around him envious, and they were depressed that they could not have a daughter as cute as Song Xiaomeng.

Li Shengze was amused by Song Xiaomeng's actions and bent down to pick up the little man.

"What do Xiao Meng want to eat? Uncle has prepared a lot of delicious food here."

"Really? I want to eat, uncle will take me there!"

When she heard that there was something delicious, Song Xiaomeng ruthlessly abandoned her daddy and mommy, happily hugged Li Shengze's neck and left.

"You are so kind-hearted that you actually took the initiative to give those doubts yes."

"Anyway, it's all about making public. If you make a big fuss, you will be caught by the old man. Even if he is angry, he will be helpless."

Song Yiran turned his head and looked at Li Shaoyan, giving him a look that you were too dark-hearted.

Li Shaoyan raised his eyebrows and returned a look of praise.

At that moment, Li Shaoyan exuded a charming and confusing aura all over his body. His handsome face, slender figure, and the majesty and sharpness of the superiors in his eyes.

In a direct sentence, it means that sexual desire is explosive.

Oh, this man may be good. When she gets everything done, she can try to accept him. If she gets married, she shouldn't be too repulsive, right?

Song Yiran thought silently in her heart, and before she could come to a conclusion, an annoying person suddenly appeared in her sight.

The person who hates people is nothing but Song Muyun.

"inflammation."

When Song heard this intimate name, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach and was so numb.

Seeing the visitor, Li Shaoyan's face became obviously gloomy. His sharp eyes casually swept across Song Muyun and fell on Song Ming who was rushing over.

"Mu Yun, haven't you promised me not to run around?"

Song Ming's face was not very good-looking. Perhaps he was angry that his sister had no memory. He had obviously been hurt by Li Shaoyan's indifferentness, but he still kept posting it up.

"Yan, who is she?"

Song Muyun ignored his brother at all, sat down and grabbed Li Shaoyan's other arm, staring at Song Yiran with hostility.

Li Shaoyan's brows frowned immediately and pulled out his arm without showing any expression.

"Mu Yun, aren't you tired? Let's go to the rest area to rest for a while."

Seeing that his friend was obviously unhappy, Song Ming could only walk forward and pull his sister. The people around him had noticed the atmosphere here and looked at them countless pairs of eyes.

She didn't want to make things more embarrassing, so Song Ming was anxious to take Song Muyun away. But obviously she was not happy, so she shook off her brother's arm and looked at Li Shaoyan relentlessly.

"Yan, why don't you invite me to the banquet? I am your fiancée!"

"I have already said that our engagement contact."

"I don't agree, I don't agree to the termination of the engagement."

Song Muyun's emotions gradually became excited, and he stretched out his hand to grab Li Shaoyan's arm with force. His eyes were full of paranoia and anger, which made a beautiful face become ferocious.

"Shaoyan, I'll take Xiaobao to find Xiaomeng."

Song Yiran didn't want to stay and stir up trouble, so he pulled Song Xiaobao and found a reason to leave.

Before she could take a few steps, Song Muyun, who was originally holding Li Shaoyan, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her arm hard. Perhaps it was because of Li Shaoyan's indifference that it was crazy, or perhaps because of crazy jealousy that made her hate all the women standing beside Li Shaoyan.

Song Muyun suddenly raised his hand and slapped Song Yiran hard, both fast and fierce.

No one responded. When he realized it, Song still felt a burning pain on his face.

Her eyes suddenly became murderous and she looked at Song Muyun coldly. Her terrifying expression made Song Muyun retreat involuntarily, and her hands and feet looked at Song Yiran, who was like the god of death, with cold hands and feet.

Li Shaoyan's face was even more difficult to see. His gloomy and cold eyes looked straight at Song Muyun. His murderous aura was cold and breathtaking.

"Mu Yun!"

Song Ming knew that his friend was really angry, so he quickly walked forward and pulled the frightened Song Muyun away quickly.

He was sure that if he didn't hurry up, his friend would definitely slap him back for Song Yiran regardless of the occasion.

"Brother, I won't leave. Don't pull me, I'll know with Yan Su."

Song Muyun didn't realize how much trouble he had caused, and was still clamoring to refuse to leave. Song Ming's face looked even more ugly, and he pinched Song Muyun's wrist tightly and pulled people out regardless of her struggle.

"Is it okay?"

Li Shaoyan frowned and looked at Song Yiran with a gloomy face.

Song Yiran looked up, and his calm eyes made Li Shaoyan shocked for a moment.

That was the first time he saw it from Song Yiran, with a cold and ruthless look like the god of death. He suddenly felt panic, felt guilty and a little guilty.

However, Song Yiran's eyes soon returned to normal, and she quietly watched Li Shaoyan slowly bent the corners of his lips.

"It's just a slap, what can I do to me."

The disdainful tone made Li Shaoyan's heart sank. He looked at Song Yiran who wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak.

"Is it okay?"
To be continued...