Lin Meijuan expected it well.

Even if Mr. Song likes his direct granddaughter, he must consider the interests of the Song family and support Song Yun without any harm. How can he not agree to it?

"That's fine. If the Shen family doesn't handle it, then my Song family will handle it."

Lin Meijuan nodded hurriedly: "Yunyun and the Song family are a family whose blood is thicker than water. In the future, there is no reason not to support our own family but to help outsiders."

Mrs. Song likes to hear this sentence.

But this celebration banquet was to build momentum for Song Yun. Although they were both members of the Song family, the old man still liked the eldest son's direct relationship. He said:

"Then I'll leave this celebration banquet to Yuanyuan and give her some practice."

What!

Lin Meijuan was anxious.

If the Song family is hosting this celebration banquet, they will definitely invite famous people. These connections are to build momentum for their daughter, but if Song Yuan, the eldest daughter-in-law, is to organize it, who will care about her daughter?

The old man really made a good calculation.

But Lin Meijuan had no choice but to nod in agreement and quietly retreat.

…

the other side.

Song Yuan was a little surprised when she heard the servant's reply: "Celebration banquet? Whose celebration banquet?"

The servant replied: "Who else could it be? The Shen family didn't come forward, so the third bedroom went to the old man's place to ask for help. He asked me to tell him why he went there earlier. Now he knows how to ask for help from us."

Song Yuan shook her head and did not answer. As the heir to the Song family, she naturally put the interests of the Song family first. She and her grandfather had the same intention, so there was no reason not to do it.

But how important it is to support family heirs.

With Song Yun's pusy and useless appearance, so what if she inherited the Shen family? Based on her cognitive skills, the decline of the Shen family is inevitable.

"Are you ready for the banquet?"

"It's ready, the old man sent it here."

Song Yuan took it, glanced at it, and suddenly stopped.

"Zhonghe Jade Brewing?"

The servant lowered his head and glanced: "It's the person invited by Miss Yunyun, who is said to be Senior Hua's favorite student."

"She is quite appropriate."

The servant ridiculed: "Miss Yunyun's mind is smaller than the tip of a needle. Miss, you don't know that you are using the excuse of the celebration party to suppress people."

Song Yuan had a headache.

"After all, I am her biological sister, and I have no reason to favor outsiders. Please go ahead and don't go too far. Wait until the senior accepts the apprentice. It will not only bring down Song Yun's face, but also the face of the Song family."

The servant feels a little aggrieved for his young lady.

The young lady is always like this. She puts her family first in everything and the overall situation.

But she had to admit that only such a person was the family's hope.

Invitations from the Song family were sent out quickly.

Shen Lan didn't care about this. If the Song family wanted to do it, let them do it. She couldn't afford to lose face.

At this time, Shen Lan didn't know that the 'Xuefu Removes Pills' was Qiao Yu's credit.

Qiao Yu doesn't have a qualification certificate, and Senior Hua doesn't dare to mention it. This is a misunderstanding.

He only conveyed the message in the name of Xiaomeishan. Shen Lan knew that he was in debt and wanted to announce it to the public. Huanong persuaded him and planned to wait for Qiao Yu to recommend him and take the certificate examination first.

But Shen Lan will not host the celebration banquet.

Let the Song family handle it now. Shen Lan doesn't want to worry about her adopted daughter now.

"Madam, the letter has been delivered."

The old grandma walked in, and the servant behind her carried the framed painting, carefully covered it with silk cloth, and wrapped it carefully and properly around it.

Shen Lan felt happy in her heart, and the worries about being disgusted with her adopted daughter disappeared instantly.

"Quick, let me see."

When the silk cloth was lifted, Shen Lan was surprised for a moment and sighed:

"Good words!"

After saying that, he impatiently took out his mobile phone and opened the [Xia Ke Xing] group chat.

Orchid Grass: The baby’s handwriting has improved again./Smile/Cute

Qiaobao’s AD calcium milk:!!!

Sister Xiao Nanshan:!!!

Yan Shen my God:!!!

Qiao Yu, my boss:!!!

[System group chat: Sister Xiao Nanshan has set you as an "administrator"]

[System group chat: Sister Xiao Nanshan has changed your group title to "The God of Wealth"]
Chapter completed!