With the matter between Xiao Ke and Brother Zhou settled, and without the interruption of Jiang Shuli and her daughter, Rong Linling rarely had a few days of peace.
Jingye successfully interviewed, received an offer from Jinsheng Consortium, and happily devoted himself to the work of jewelry design.
Rong Linngling was really happy for her. He invited her out for a meal and walked around for a long time. After returning, they both calmed down and focused all their enthusiasm on the future.
Soon it will be Wednesday, the day of Qian Lao’s birthday banquet.
When Rong Lingling entered, the banquet hall was bustling, with fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples. The voices and laughter of men and women were intertwined. Everyone looked relaxed. As for what they were thinking, no one knew.
Today she is wearing a lake-blue off-shoulder silk satin dress, with a crystal necklace around her slender neck, and three thousand blue silk hairs half draped and half bunched. Her face is made up of a natural beauty, her brows are flowing, and her speech is like a pearl.
Wearing blue strappy high-heeled shoes that wrapped around her feet, she looked at the crowd and approached gracefully. Every move she made was like a young lady.
"Who is this? You look unfamiliar." Mrs. Luo, who was well-maintained, asked the familiar Mrs. Wang next to her in a low voice.
"The eldest lady of the Rong family, I heard that she has not been back to the imperial capital for four years." Mrs. Wang was well-informed and teased her, "Your younger son is still single. He has fallen in love with her and wants to introduce her to your son.
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Mrs. Luo did not explain, but her eyes stayed on Rong Lingling for a while.
It's rare to see such an outstanding appearance. Although she was a little tempted, she didn't know how to say everything on such an occasion.
"Sister, why have you just arrived?" Rong Luorou was standing far away, and the girls from the group who were playing well with her hadn't arrived yet. When she saw Rong Lingling's figure, she raised a smile and held up her skirt to greet her.
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"It took me a while to put on makeup." Rong Lingling moved away from her without leaving a trace, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Your mother is waiting for you. Go and accompany her."
Jiang's real estate has a fierce personality, and relying on Yourong Changyan as a good husband, he often has disputes with the ladies of the upper class, so many people don't like to associate with her.
Knowing this reason, Rong Luorou subconsciously looked at Jiang Shuli and saw that she had a bad look on her face.
The ladies next to her were talking in low voices, but no one took her with them.
"Sister, I'll go over first." Her eyes changed, and Rong Luorou walked back, attracting the attention of many people, some exploring and some mocking.
Rong Lingling stood in a corner. The waiter passed by with a tray. She took a glass of champagne and took a sip.
"Lingling, I heard you were back a few days ago. I knew I would meet you here!"
She was currently facing away from the crowd and looking at an empty table in front of her.
The pasted wood grain paper has complicated patterns, which are exquisite patterns she has never seen before. The center is light brown, spreading from the inside to the outside, from light to dark.
When she heard someone calling her name, she turned around, and a young lady in a goose-yellow dress with rich makeup looked at her.
"Good news?" Rong Linngling was a little surprised when he saw her.
Tang Jiayin was her high school classmate. She often ate with her and Jingye at a small restaurant near the school gate. Those days were also rare happy days for her.
"Zheng Yinna and Zhuo Qing are over there, I'll take you to find them!" After Tang Jiayin finished speaking, he couldn't help but hold her hand and walk towards the door.
The two people she mentioned were their high school classmates at the time.
Rong Lingling stared at her hands.
Tang Jiayin is now enthusiastic and mature, completely different from the shy person she was in high school.
Time is indeed the most merciless thing, and it changes a person as it passes slowly.
Easily, no reason.
But she has to admit that her current personality is actually the most suitable for Tang Jiayin.
Maybe everyone should grow in the direction that suits them best.