It's not that Song Xiang is afraid of the other party. In the imperial capital, no one can escape the severe cold nowadays.
It's just that we are all in Vanity Fair, so there is no need to make enemies everywhere, not to mention that the other party is a well-known figure in Shanghai, and there will be many opportunities to fight against each other in the future.
However, Yan Yanhan had already added more, so asking him to stop at this time would be a bit embarrassing.
She clicked her tongue, took another look at the other side, and inadvertently caught the little girl tugging off Rong Ting's sleeve.
Rong Ting raised an eyebrow and leaned over to talk to the little girl.
The two of them didn't know what they said. Rong Ting showed a relieved look on his face and stopped raising the price. He even turned to them and nodded in a friendly manner.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
The auctioneer dropped the hammer and got the item.
The organizer sent the things over in a hurry, and Song Xiang took them with his own hands and politely thanked him.
Yan Han hugged her and said, "Open it and take a look. Do you like it?"
Song Xiang gave him an angry look, "I can still like it for 80,000 yuan, but I don't really like it if I buy it for 8 million yuan."
Yan Han pinched her nose and said, "Scrooge."
Song Xiang pouted, lowered his head and opened the box. Inside he saw a pair of identical ruby-dot emerald tassel hairpins.
One hair extension is enough.
She took out one and put the remaining one into the box. She was about to look to the right when she suddenly remembered that Gu Lian was still beside her.
Gu Lian understood what she meant and waved her hand, "I don't need this, I don't like Dian Cui very much."
Song Xiang: "Let's buy the same one next time."
Gu Lian smiled, feeling that she was still a little childish.
Song Xiang took the box, found a waiter nearby, and asked the waiter to take the remaining one to the female companion opposite Rong Ting.
Yan Han wanted to stop her, but she stopped him with a look.
Across the way, the woman next to Rong Ting got something, was stunned for a moment, then looked towards Song Xiang, showed an embarrassed expression, and said thank you with her mouth.
At the same time, Rong Ting also nodded to Yan Han.
Yan Han nodded in response.
Gu Lian joked from the side: "What a good wife."
Song Xiang tied up her hair with a hairpin and talked to her with a smile: "I can't help it, the circle is like this. If I let him act as he pleases, I don't know how many enemies he will make."
Gu Lian nodded.
In fact, people in the upper circles of the imperial capital should be able to feel that Shun Han has changed a lot after his marriage. Although his methods are still fierce, he has become restrained and is not as arbitrary as in previous years. This is all due to Song Xiang
influence.
Song Xiang leaned back into Yan Han's arms, talking softly to him and touching the auction items on the stage.
They are all modern things, and even Yan Han doesn't think highly of them.
The auction is over, and the dinner downstairs has also come to an end.
Lu Zechen and Gu Lian will leave first, while Song Xiang and Yan Han will stay.
When it was past ten o'clock, it actually snowed outside.
Before Song Xiang came out, he had sent Beibei to the old house of the Rong family. Yushu told them several times that he wanted them to take the children back and open the ancestral hall and light incense sticks.
Logically speaking, if Beibei's surname is Yan, this ritual can be dispensed with.
But when Yan Han heard about it, he asked Song Xiang to perform this ceremony. The etiquette was all false and there was no need to make the old man think that the Rong family was small.
He and Song Xiang may not necessarily have a second child, but with such a baby bump, it would be good to visit the Rong family frequently and gain some popularity.
It’s the time when the old and the new change. In a month’s time, it will be the New Year again.
When it snowed, the imperial capital instantly turned into an ancient city. Passing by the imperial city, the buildings were as beautiful as a fantasy.