The world's favorite, the delicate daughter blows up the Beijing circle

Chapter 309

As soon as the May Day holiday was over, the promotion of Wen Hua's coming-of-age ceremony began in full swing.

Wen Qirong has done enough to save his face. Most wealthy families in Beijing, big and small, know about the coming-of-age ceremony for the eldest daughter of the Wen family in May.

When the day really came, Wen Qirong was even grander than when he announced Wen Hua's identity before, taking over the top two floors of the Imperial Palace.

Everyone who came in lamented that Wen Qirong was really generous this time. You know, the top five floors of the Royal Palace are never open to external guests, but this time they made an exception for Wen Qirong.

Not only that, Wen Qirong also covered two floors this time, which once again refreshed the Beijing giants' understanding of Wen Qirong.

At the same time, I also gained a new level of understanding of Wen Hua.

Wen Qirong, you really dote on your daughter!

Wen Hua sneered at this when she heard about it.

Even her only biological daughter can be regarded as an abandoned son. She does not expect Wen Qirong to be somewhat sincere to her. After all, Wen Zhiran has been with Wen Qirong day and night for 18 years.

"Congratulations! Congratulations! I wish Mr. Wen a prosperous career and your daughter will be the top student in high school."

After hearing these scenes for an unknown number of times, Wen Hua finally got tired of hearing them.

Although it was not that she had never heard of such a scene before, for some reason, Wen Hua just didn't like the situation here.

"Since there is nothing going on here, I won't be here anymore. Please do as you please."

With that said, Wen Hua was about to get up. In comparison, she wanted to escape from the atmosphere here more.

Not long after Wen Hua left, Liu Ru arrived late.

"Why are you here so late?"

When Wen Qirong saw Liu Ru, his smile froze a little, and then he said "Do it yourself" and hurriedly pulled Liu Ru aside.

"There's no need for me to come to this kind of banquet. I'm just a stepmother. It's so embarrassing to come. If I don't come, I won't block the way of your good daughter."

Liu Ru's words were a bit strange, which made Wen Qirong's ears feel uncomfortable.

"It's a great day, what are you talking about?"

"Hurry up and clean up for me. Don't look so sad. There are guests outside. Don't embarrass me."

Wen Qirong warned in a low voice, still complaining a bit in his heart. Liu Ru had always been in charge of things like the banquet, but now that Liu Ru had quit, he was the one who handled Wen Hua's banquet himself this time.

But it was also because he did it himself that he realized that his reputation was so great.

Unexpectedly, the emperor actually took the initiative to offer himself the space on the top two floors to hold the banquet.

As long as this banquet is over, his status in the capital will be greatly improved, and he is somewhat complacent in his heart. After all, who doesn't like pie in the sky?

Liu Ru originally wanted to bite her tongue, but when she received Wen Qirong's threatening look, she thought of her own purpose and took back her words.

"Row!"

There was a hint of darkness in her eyes. This was Wen Qirong's opportunity. It would be unreasonable for her not to accept it.

"Don't give me any trouble. Even if you want to do something, you have to wait until the banquet is over."

When Wen Qirong turned around, he gave a final reminder.

Naturally, Wen Qirong knew Liu Ru's temperament after sharing the same bed for so many years. Although he felt a bit pity about Wen Zhiran's matter, there was no other way. "Don't worry, I'm measured."

Liu Ru responded well, but what did the success or failure of the banquet have to do with her?
Her Zhiran is still locked up inside for a year. Her life was ruined at such a young age.

She hates not only Wen Hua; she hates Wen Qirong even more.

Wen Zhiran is Wen Qirong's biological daughter, and they have been together for 18 years. After all, Wen Zhiran should help her because she has called him dad for 18 years.

But Wen Qirong didn't. Not only that, he also treated the matter with cold eyes and indifference as if it didn't exist.

Liu Ruzai looked at Wen Qirong with eyes full of hatred, but upon closer inspection, there was a deeper emotion.

The banquet was held on time at 07:30 in the evening, and some shady operations were also carried out quietly in the dark.

There was nothing wrong with Wen Hua's dress this time. After all, no one made any trouble, and Wen Qirong paid special attention to it, so it would be difficult to make any mistakes.

After almost a month of recovery from the injury on Wen Hua's hand, the gauze can be removed. When standing on the stage to speak, the microphone is placed there, which does not affect the appearance.

Of course, even if her hands are still tied with two bundles of gauze, a beauty is still a beauty.

The format of the scene paintings is mostly the same. Wen Hua simply said a few words on the stage to express her feelings, and the rest of the time was left to Wen Qirong.

Unlike Wen Hua, Wen Qirong talked a lot this time. He kept spewing out words to praise Wen Hua and sentences to express his excitement as if he didn't need money.

The long speech lasted for about ten minutes. Wen Hua felt thirsty while listening to it.

It seems that Wen Qirong really attaches great importance to this banquet. Thinking of this, Wen Hua's eyes flashed, but it is a pity that this time is destined to be more complicated like the last time, and it will not go smoothly than the last time.

"Okay, let me stop here for now. I announce that the banquet has officially begun. Everyone can enjoy it."

Wen Qirong spoke impassionedly, and after finishing his speech, he was still somewhat unsatisfied.

When I stepped off the stage and stood next to Wen Hua, I was still a little emotional.

"It seems that I am really getting old. I just stood on the stage and spoke for a few minutes, and now I am very tired."

Wen Hua: "..."

Her suggestion was to let Wen Qirong look at the time. What minutes did he call a few minutes?

"Since you're tired, why don't you go and have a rest? I'm still here to take care of you. Nothing will happen."

Wen Qirong naturally believed in Wen Hua's ability to handle things. After all, he was brought out by Mr. Su, so he would not be any worse.

"That's fine. I'll leave it to you. I'll go up and rest for a few minutes, and then come back down later."

Wen Qirong said, still reluctant to let go of these people he socializes with. These people are all connections, some are small and some are big.

But no matter how big or small, it is helpful to his business. After all, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and he is not willing to give up any one.

After Wen Qirong left, Qi Hengyuan, who was standing far away, quietly came up.

"Happy birthday!"

Wen Hua was a little surprised when she saw Qi Hengyuan. After all, this guy had no idea what he was busy with these days. He was basically missing. Wen Hua thought he wouldn't come today.

(End of this chapter)