Chapter 774
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In front of Song Shi, An Xiaxia still considered him a pervert. Seeing him, she immediately hid behind Sheng Yize.
Song Shi rubbed his nose. "I'm on your side."
"Who's on your side?" Sheng Yize's expression was cold.
"Ahaha …" Song Shi laughed. "Chu Zhiyun's really mean. I don't know how she did it. Mr. Song shouldn't have agreed to marry her …"
Sheng Yize and Sheng Yize ignored him. Song Shi said helplessly, "Fine, you guys aren't interested in that. You should at least have some reaction to her holding a banquet, right?"
"What banquet? To celebrate her husband's death right after they got married? "An Xiaxia started mocking him with her sharp tongue.
"Sister Xia, you're quite angry." Song Shi's eyebrows twitched. "She's holding a banquet at the Song residence and inviting her friends from the entertainment industry. She's probably … trying to show off. It hasn't been easy for her all these years. She was suppressed until she was in her thirties before her career took a turn for the better. It was only two years ago that she was named Best Actress. In fact, many people in the entertainment industry don't think she has a good reputation. "
"Whatever. If she wants to hold a banquet, then hold one. I don't want to waste my time on her." An Xiaxia pouted.
Song Shi was stunned. "But … the only woman who has ever lived in the Song residence is my aunt. No matter what, it's my aunt's territory. Can you stand it?"
His aunt was An Xiaxia's birth mother.
An Xiaxia gritted her teeth. "When is the banquet?"
"Sunday."
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On Sunday, a Lincoln limousine stopped in front of the Song residence.
"Are you sure you want to go alone?" Sheng Yize was worried.
"Didn't you say you have emails to deal with?" An Xiaxia smiled at him. "You can work in the car. If anything happens, I'll call you."
Sheng Yize frowned and hesitated.
An Xiaxia kissed him on the lips and Sheng Yize's expression softened.
"If you go and see me cursing like a shrew … will it leave a psychological scar?" An Xiaxia joked with him.
Sheng Yize smiled. "I'll wait for your good news."
An Xiaxia tidied her hair, lifted her dress, and walked into the villa.
Soft and elegant music was playing in the hall. The guests were all handsome men and beautiful women. An Xiaxia saw several familiar stars. In the middle of the crowd, Chu Zhiyun was talking to someone. She seemed to be talking about something emotional and even touched the corner of her eye with a handkerchief.
Sure enough, he was good at acting …
Seeing her, Song Qinwan glared at her arrogantly. "What are you doing at my house?"
Hehe, is this her home?
An Xiaxia smiled but didn't say anything. Song Qinwan couldn't help but want to scold her. Chu Zhiyun frowned when she saw that. She said "excuse me" to the person next to her and hurried over.
"Xiaxia, you're back." Chu Zhiyun's smile was perfect. It was neither warm nor distant.
"Aunt Chu, you seem to be in a good mood. Mr. Song's body hasn't even turned cold yet. Do you think it's appropriate for you to hold a banquet here?" An Xiaxia looked around. "Also, Mr. Song's ashes were left here for a night … I wonder if it will affect his future as a star …"
Everyone present was from the entertainment industry and this was a taboo. Immediately, many people glared at Chu Zhiyun unhappily.
Chu Zhiyun was speechless. A servant walked over and whispered, "Madam, the paintings in Mr. Song's room have all been thrown away."
Paintings … An Xiaxia's eyes widened and she grabbed the servant. "Where did you throw them?"
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