Chapter 235: Zhang Yiming’s Father, Zhang Dazhuang

"Honey, why don’t we meet first? Maybe there’s really some misunderstanding?"

Tonight, Ye Rourou also came to the banquet. She definitely didn’t want Ye Rourou to see her as a joke or give her any opportunity.

After all, Ye Rourou, as the vicious female supporting character, has no moral bottom line. Even if Song Chengze is married, she would certainly find the right time to cling to him again, or even climb into his bed.

Ye Wanwan would not allow such a thing to happen.

Even if they had to argue, it would be done at home.

Seeing her soften, Song Chengze couldn’t say much more. He suppressed his temper and said they should meet first, without mentioning anything about cooperation.

Clearly, he didn’t completely trust Ye Wanwan.

...

On the other side.

The little girl wore a light pink Lolita dress, her jet-black hair curled into temporary curls that wouldn’t harm her scalp or hair.

There was a silver crown adorned with expensive diamonds on her head.

She had delicate features, fair cheeks, jet-black eyelashes, and rosy lips. Standing quietly in place, she looked just like a doll in an exhibition hall.

She’s explosively adorable.

People passing by couldn’t help but glance at her.

Were it not for the fact that Lu the Demon King was there, they would have reached out to touch her to see if she was real.

They had never seen such a beautiful and adorable little princess.

Some people were already secretly planning to go back and try harder so they could have a daughter too.

"Ms. Li Li, you’re so pretty, so pretty, so pretty!"

As soon as Qu Qianqian came in, she went straight to Little Lu Li, disregarding her father behind her.

Upon seeing the little girl, her eyes sparkled with stars, and she hugged Little Lu Li, calling her pretty three times in a row.

She meant that her Ms. Li Li was really so pretty!

"Qianqian, you’re also pretty!"

The little girl hugged her back.

The two spoke intimately, as if no one else was around.

But Song Qingwan and Qu Sinian nearby were furious.

Qu Sinian was involved in the entertainment industry, which was quite chaotic, and he had seen a lot of "big scenes."

He had witnessed countless occasions involving men with men, women with women, or even 15 men and women in one room.

He had also received many such invitations, ensuring that Qu Sinian’s thoughts remain impure.

Seeing the two little girls hugging each other, he didn’t think twice and pulled Qu Qianqian away.

Simultaneously, Song Qingwan also took the little girl away, indicating no rendezvous.

Song Qingwan and Qu Sinian exchanged glances and then turned around together, walking in two directions.

Leaving the little girl and Qu Qianqian calling each other’s names.

"Ms. Li Li! I want Ms. Li Li..."

"Qianqian! Auntie, Qianqian is calling me..."

But to no avail, Song Qingwan and Qu Sinian, like feudal parents in ancient times breaking up couples, were extremely cold and ruthless.

And thus, a pair of good sisters got separated at the banquet.

After a while, Song Qingwan put the little girl down. The little girl intended to find her Qianqian sister to play with but suddenly looked up and saw someone coming in.

Her beautiful, jet-black eyes brightened: "Xiu Bai!"

Lu Junhan’s expression turned dark all of a sudden.

"Xiu Bai, you’re here too."

The pretty little girl in a pink dress ran over briskly on her short legs to the ghostly boy sitting in the wheelchair.

Her clear, dark eyes curved.

The long black lashes, like crows’ feathers, fluttered incessantly.

She was obviously very happy.

Before the expressionless Pei Xiubai could speak.

She looked up suddenly, and when she saw the man pushing her Xiu Bai, she was completely stunned.

The man behind the wheelchair was slender and tall, and his charming appearance exuded an extreme allure. His skin was pale white, his lips beautifully curved, and the black diamond earring on his left ear sparkled brightly.

He resembled Pei Xiubai in appearance by seventy to eighty percent.

Equally beautiful, almost ghostly, extremely aggressive.

But due to the amused look in his eyebrows and the indifferent coldness in his deep black eyes, he didn’t appear feminine at all.

Rather, he looked more like the most elegant and noble ancient vampire aristocrat from the last century.

"Hello, little girl," the man gently lowered his deep black lashes and extended his distinct fingers toward the stunned little girl, softly smiling:

"My name is Pei Mingzhi, I’m this little rascal’s father."

The little loli widened her eyes, not hearing what he was saying at all.

She merely reached out blankly, grabbed his large hand, and swallowed involuntarily.

A thin layer of blush appeared on her chubby, fair face:

"Uncle, you are so handsome, even more than Ms. Li Li..."

As she spoke, the little girl became a bit shy, her little face turning crimson.

Pei Xiubai: "..."

Lu Junhan, who followed them, looked dark enough to drip water.

Pei Mingzhi chuckled lightly, then looked at Lu Junhan, raising an eyebrow:

"Your daughter is quite interesting, she can’t possibly be your biological one, right?"

Lu Junhan didn’t respond; instead, he leaned against the wall and glanced at him indifferently, his thin lips curving into a mocking smile:

"What? Couldn’t stay in Beijing anymore, planning to survive in Hai City?"

Song Qingwan, who came up behind: "..."

Oh no, when did these two start quarreling again?

When did they ever change their habit of squabbling when they meet!

"I’m here to see my daughter-in-law," Pei Mingzhi laughed exuberantly and shrugged:

"After all, my son is incapable, can’t even manage to get a small invitation. Only a diligent father like me can do the job."

Pei Xiubai: "..."

He originally didn’t plan to come.

"Daughter-in-law?" Lu Junhan was confident he was dreaming, scoffing coldly: "Dream on, anything happens in dreams!"

"Alright, alright," seeing the two prepare to argue again, Song Qingwan hurriedly came over, stepping between them to say to Pei Mingzhi:

"Since you’re here, hurry in, blocking the entrance isn’t good."

Pei Mingzhi said no more, smiled, then pushed Pei Xiubai inside.

After a while, the little girl, her face flushed, came over and tugged on her father’s sleeve, shyly whispering,

"Daddy, do you know that uncle?"

Earlier, when Pei Mingzhi introduced himself, the little girl was distracted and hadn’t heard a word.

When she came to her senses, she only saw the handsome uncle chatting with her father.

"I don’t know him." Lu Junhan coldly lowered his gaze, "Why?"

"Liar! I saw you talking to uncle." The little girl puffed out her chubby face. "You even smiled at uncle! Uncle smiled at you too!"

The man sneered coldly: "You were seeing things."

"..."

The little girl was about to get angry.

Luckily, soon after, Zhang Dazhuang aggressively dragged Zhang Yiming in, twisting his ear.

Zhang Yiming wailed like a pig being slaughtered, screaming at his father to go easy:

"Dad! Go easy! Easy!! My ear’s going to come off because of you!"

"Why should I go easy! If it’s not hard, I bet you’ll dare mess up again next time!"

The little fatty protested loudly: "Isn’t your construction site short on people? I helped you, is that wrong? Ow, ow, ow—!!!"