Song Xiang checked Yue Ji's Mr. Yang thoroughly, and asked Gu Lian for a special person, and then waited at home for Duan Ge to pick him up.
The Duan family has been growing rapidly in the imperial capital in recent years. For the old lady's eightieth birthday, the people invited were either rich or noble. Song Xiang listened to Gu Lian and dressed up carefully.
"Maybe I can meet a prince charming." Gu Lian joked on the phone.
Song Xiang was helpless. She was still Prince Charming at her age. Whoever could appear at the Duan family banquet was a fuel-efficient lamp. She didn't want to suffer.
After she put on her makeup, the person Gu Lian gave her arrived.
"Hello, Sister Xiang."
The other person is in his early twenties, looks charming, and has a hint of Gu Lian in every move he makes, but he is a bit more aristocratic than Gu Lian.
Song Xiang knew who he wanted, but when he saw that it was such a young girl, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Your..."
"My name is Lan Lan, and I have been in the industry for many years." Lan Lan smiled sweetly, with deep meaning in her eyes.
Song Xiang looked at how she was dressed, with a deep V-length skirt, and her body shape was deliberately traced. Her sexy style was just right, and any man would be moved by it.
"You don't need to be stressed. Unlike you, I don't read many books and don't have many worries." Lan Lan saw Song Xiang purse her lips and said nothing, so she gave her another layer of insurance.
Song Xiang took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I understand."
She let Lan Lan in, then brought Lan Lan a big-brimmed hat and coat, and told her: "My friend will come to pick her up later, and you should try not to talk."
Lan Lan understood what she meant, "Don't worry."
Song Xiang nodded and went upstairs to get her handbag. When she came downstairs, she happened to hear the whistle outside.
She greeted Lan Lan and they went out together.
Duan Ge was wearing a rare suit and leather shoes today, his hair was meticulously combed with hairspray, and his whole aura was restrained by the red tie.
Seeing Song Xiang, his originally bad expression immediately brightened, "Hurry up and get in the car, I'm so hot in these clothes."
After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the person behind Song Xiang, his eyes asking.
Song Xiang didn't answer, let Lan Lan get in the car first, and then said: "Just take her in."
Duan Ge was a smart man, and he was happy to indulge Song Xiang, raising his hand without asking a word.
The car drove all the way into the wealthy area in the north of the city, where there were townhouses, the largest of which was the house the Duan family bought for the old lady.
The road that runs about one mile from east to west is full of luxury cars, and there is no end in sight, and several of them have sensitive license plates.
Song Xiang got out of the car and sighed in his heart, the Duan family's status in the Imperial Capital has long surpassed that of the "nouveau riche", and in a few years they will definitely be the dark horse in the Imperial Capital shopping mall.
Entering the courtyard, Lan Lan disappeared in a flash.
Song Xiang followed Duan Ge in and kept her head lowered. Even so, many people noticed her.
Duan Ge didn't hide it at all and took her directly to the second floor to meet the old lady.
Song Xiang felt it was inappropriate and looked around, "Duan Ge, no need, just bring the gift in for me."
In front of everyone, she followed him in, it was so much like meeting a parent.
Duan Ge didn't care, he already liked Song Xiang and wanted to tell the whole world.
He grabbed Song Xiang's wrist and feigned anger: "What are you doing? It's so rude. How can you not even say hello when we meet for the first time?"
Song Xiang was speechless.
She couldn't find anything to say for a while, so she could only be pulled upstairs by Duan Ge.
There was melodious music downstairs and people were dressed in fragrant clothes. Many people noticed the handsome man and beauty, and gossip spread quickly.
On the second floor, ladies from several families who were friends with the Duan family were there, all chatting and laughing around the old lady who was decked out in jewels.
Seeing Duan Ge coming up, one of the gorgeously dressed middle-aged women stood up immediately.
"Why did you come back?"
Song Xiang estimated that this was Duan Ge’s mother, Mrs. Duan.
Duan Ge put one hand in his pocket, raised his chin, and said, "I'm going to pick someone up."
Song Xiang took the initiative to step forward and say hello: "Hello, aunt."
Mrs. Duan turned around and looked at Song Xiang from head to toe, then nodded and said coldly: "Hello."
"Did Xiao Duan bring the girl back?"
As soon as Song Xiang finished asking, Mrs. Duan, who was surrounded by ladies, spoke up, and everyone dispersed to get out of their sight.
Duan Ge's attitude changed drastically, he walked to the old lady and squatted down, smiling brightly, "Grandma, look at her, is she pretty?"
The old lady laughed so hard that her eyes became small, and she quickly asked for reading glasses, and Mrs. Duan handed them over with some reluctance.
"Mom, slow down."
"The old lady is anxious to see her future granddaughter-in-law."
"Whose family does this girl belong to? She is so beautiful, not much worse than the two female celebrities I saw the day before yesterday."
Several rich ladies were talking to each other, and Song Xiang's scalp was numb when she heard them, but she still kept smiling and looking at the old lady.
The old lady held her reading glasses and squinted her eyes to take a closer look: "Good boy, he was born so well."
After saying that, he raised his hand and waved to Song Xiang, "Come, come to grandma."
Song Xiang had a big head and took a step forward.