The fortune teller's daughter has married, and all the wealthy families in the city are spoilin

Tang Chengze had just sent the Jiang family a formal invitation to the reception as agreed when he received the call.

You received the invitation so quickly?

The cocktail party was a birthday gift he had prepared for his girlfriend.

He planned to take this opportunity to introduce her to his connections in the industry and help her fully integrate into his life.

He's really serious about this relationship.

This is a good opportunity for Song Qingge to meet his father.

He answered the phone, humming a little tune: "Young Master Jiang, what brings you to call me?"

A cheerful tune echoed through the receiver, but Jiang Zhou found it grating and said coldly, "It's awful, stop humming."

Without giving the other person time to react, he frowned and questioned, "What did you talk about with my wife? I'm warning you, you can have other women all you want, but don't try to set your sights on me."

Otherwise, don't blame him for disregarding brotherhood.

I can live without brothers, but I can't live without a wife.

Tang Chengze was stunned.

Completely bewildered: "What wife? What does she have to do with you? You only signed a contract; you don't have a wife."

A basin of cold water was poured over him from head to toe.

Jiang Zhou was completely stunned.

Yes.

He doesn't have a wife.

And he's actually angry?!

"I mean nominally," Jiang Zhou explained with a sullen face.

A loud laugh echoed through the receiver: "Then why are you so angry? And why are you calling to question me, which is quite unusual? Something's not right, something's not right at all."

Tang Chengze jokingly said, "Young Master Jiang, who has never been in a relationship, has he fallen into the arms of a beautiful woman? What did I tell you? No man can resist a beautiful woman, let alone yours... Supermodel figure, pure face, if she weren't yours, I would really want to make a move."

Actually, the other most important reason he didn't mention was that he couldn't afford to offend anyone.

If Master Song were to knock him away with a single talisman, and he called the police, they wouldn't even take his case.

But men are proud, so how could they admit to being afraid of a woman?

The more Jiang Zhou listened, the colder his face became.

He exuded a chill.

Tang Chengze, completely oblivious, casually put his hands on his hips and said, "Jiang Zhou, Jiang Zhou, just tell me, are you interested in her? Otherwise, it's very strange that you called me specifically to question me about this barely-established relationship... Hey? Hello! Jiang Zhou?"

beep……

The call was hung up.

Did he say something wrong?

Lin Jinhua ran back into the restaurant, her expression full of surreptitious excitement.

She had followed him out to eavesdrop and watched her nephew hang up the phone with a dark expression, so she was pretty sure what had happened.

He was jealous.

Yueyao was right; her nephew definitely treated Qingge differently!

The matchmaking program must continue.

Otherwise, with his nephew's personality of being single for over twenty years, he wouldn't be able to win back his wife even if she ran away.

She moved closer to Song Qingge and sat down: "Qingge, do you think Xiaozhou was angry today?"

Song Qingge, who was eating rice, thought for a moment and asked, "Really?"

He usually has a cold expression and always looks unhappy.

"Think about it again carefully?"

Grandma Jiang received the signal and began to exert her influence: "Qingge, I think he's angry. My old arms and legs aren't strong enough to climb up and down easily. Why don't you go up and ask him for me? He should be changing clothes in the dressing room right now, getting ready to go to work."

"This... is it alright?!"

Pretend to be reserved for a second... two seconds at most.

"Okay." Song Qingge nodded righteously.

You don't want to see someone with abs? Impossible.

Women just love this.

……

Jiang Zhou, who had just taken off his shirt in the dressing room, heard a knock on the door and assumed it was Uncle Li.

Normally only Uncle Li would knock on his door; others, like Jiang Yang, would just walk right in.

He was putting on his shirt when he opened the door, and halfway through, the door opened.

"gold……"

Song Qingge remained where she was.

His eyes, round and bright, darted around, scanning up and down obediently.

Abdominal muscles.

Pectoral muscles.

What a feast for the eyes!

A moment later, her face turned bright red, and she turned her head away, saying, "Um, Grandma asked me to come up and check on you."

Jiang Zhou's dark eyes widened, and he stared at the girl for three seconds, stunned.

Bang... The door slammed shut.

He quickly put on his clothes.

When he opened it again, his expression was normal.

His voice was slightly hoarse: "From now on, knock first."

"I knocked, didn't you hear me?" Song Qingge's clear, bright eyes stared directly at the 1.9-meter-tall man, sparkling.

The white shirt hung down naturally, revealing the faint outline of his chest muscles.

She stared intently for two seconds.

I realized I was too much like a pervert.

Move it away.

I almost thought I was scrolling through TikTok, able to hide behind my phone and stare at those amazing abs without restraint.

After she calmed down, she looked up and inadvertently saw the man's ears, which were as red as tomatoes, hidden behind his hair.

He burst out laughing.

Take a step closer.

She stood on tiptoe, smiling as she looked up at the man: "Are you shy?"

"Shy...?" Jiang Zhou took a big step back and bounced away: "How could that be? Why would I be shy? I'm not interested in you, what's there to be shy about? Don't be narcissistic."

"Oh." Song Qingge smiled and said, "Then I wish you a pleasant day at work."

What a joke, who's happy at work?

The girl's light and graceful departure looked quite pleasant.

Jiang Zhou leaned lazily against the door, a smile unconsciously curving his lips.

Touch your abs.

It's quite hard.

So that's what she likes.

He didn't realize that his steps to work had become lighter.

The driver and company employees both noticed.

In the group chat without the boss, the screen was filled with questions about what good things had happened to the boss that made him so happy.

His mouth was split open all the way to his temples.

Besides them, Grandma Jiang and Lin Jinhua also clearly felt that this was Xiaozhou's happiest day since the car accident three months ago.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law exchanged a glance and understood everything.

However, right now, there's something even more troubling: Lin Jinhua is looking at the invitation sent by the Tang family.

Puzzled: "Ever since Tang Zhishan married that person, has the Tang family and our Jiang family never had any contact?"

Grandma Jiang sighed, "Yes, I never expected that we would receive an invitation to this year's party."

The fact that the older generations of the two families no longer interact is not a one-sided matter, but rather a tacit consensus reached between them.

After all, that incident from back then is a barrier between them, and too much contact would only cause trouble and needlessly deepen outside speculation.

"Shall we go?"

After marrying into the Jiang family, her husband told her never to mention the Tang family or that woman from back then.

Even if you don't know the specifics of what happened, you can still sense that the Jiang family is avoiding the topic.

However, they never prevented the younger generation from communicating, which is why Tang Chengze and Jiang Zhou became good friends.

Grandma Jiang, leaning on her cane, said, "Of course we'll go." Since the Tang family has made the offer, we have to give them face.

However, the industry will make a big fuss about it then.

Song Qingge listened silently, understanding the situation.

Inviting the Jiang family to the dinner party was a suggestion she made to Tang Chengze that morning.

She was hesitating whether to mention Xie Qi to Grandma Jiang first when she heard Uncle Li come in to report.

"Madam, Second Madam, Eldest Young Mistress, Mrs. Chen has arrived..."