Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 100 Don’t you think he is a little older

The heavy hall door slowly closed again.

Yu Tingchuan still wears a suit, navy blue, light blue pocket square, white shirt, slightly open neckline, plus that slender body, the whole person looks elegant and casual, mature and charming features, revealing a sense The introverted and calm texture, when he appeared at the wedding scene, several people with the appearance of the boss had already greeted him.

Song Qingcheng was located near the corner and at the main table. Someone also stood up and strode towards the door.

The appearance of Yu Tingchuan instantly became the focus of the audience.

The warm voice of “Mr. Yu”, talk and laughter came vaguely.

Seeing Yu Tingchuan shaking hands and clapping his shoulders with others, Song Qingcheng forced himself to withdraw his gaze, watch his nose and nose, and slowly clenched his fingers while holding the wine glass.

What I remembered in my mind was the phone call in the bathroom.

At a nearby table, someone whispered: “The Ge family’s face is big enough. The pillars of our Nancheng business community are here.”

Song Qingcheng was still standing quietly, but his heartbeat was pounding, a little faster.

Inside the bag, the phone rang again.

Looking at the flashing screen, she only picked up the phone in the past few seconds.

“Where is the person?” Yu Tingchuan’s voice.

His voice was deep and peaceful, even if the question was something that couldn’t be more ordinary. At this moment, when he heard Song Qingcheng’s ears, he only felt that it had a special taste, which was unique to a mature man.

For a moment, Song Qingcheng felt like returning to that day again—

He was hugged and sat on his lap in the office, lowered his head, and kissed him lightly.

Holding the phone in his right hand, the palm of his hand was slippery, as if he had been sweating.

Song Qingcheng raised his head, then looked in the direction of the door.

Like a kind of tacit understanding, Yu Tingchuan suddenly looked over here. There were not many people standing at the whole wedding banquet except for the waiter who served the dishes and opened the bottles.

The next moment, he hung up the phone.

Seeing him walking straight, Song Qingcheng’s body felt a sense of barrenness that he didn’t know how to deal with.

In the audience, many people turned their eyes to this side.

However, Yu Tingchuan had been intercepted before she came to her.

Ge Wenjuan’s brother Ge Wenshan was originally resting in the VIP room. He hurried over when he got the news and asked the bridegroom officer to come over to say hello. The Ge family held the wedding and Hengyuan also sent someone to congratulate him, but Yu Tingchuan himself was present, too unexpected. After all, Yu Tingchuan and Ge Wenshan are the same generation, and the bridegroom officer wants to call him his uncle, even if the age difference is small.

Therefore, Yu Tingchuan’s ability to come tonight is to give enough face to the Ge family.

At the main table, Lu Xishan’s facial muscles twitched slightly because of excitement. Ge Wenjuan sneered next to her, her chest was severely blocked. Lu Yunxuan picked up the goblet and sipped the red wine, with an expression between her eyebrows and eyes. However, he had never been so careless, turned his head to look at Shen Zhi, and found that Shen Zhi was also looking at that side, and there was no expression on his face.

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At the same time, Song Qingcheng put down the cup in his hand.

She lowered her eyelashes, a few seconds later, as if finally adjusted her mood, took her handbag and walked slowly over.

Yu Tingchuan was chatting with Ge Wenshan, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Song Qingcheng in a light skirt, and suddenly stopped talking. As Ge Wenshan followed back, Yu Tingchuan slowly said, “Why didn’t you sit down at the banquet?”

This is obviously not Ge Wenshan.

Song Qingcheng bends the corners of his lips slightly and said softly, “I wanted to wait for everyone to sit together before choosing a place.”

Ge Wenshan recognized Song Qingcheng, his face was surprised, although he quickly covered it.

Then I remembered the things that had caused trouble in the city before.

In fact, in the eyes of most men, it is just an irrelevant Fengyue, even if it will temporarily affect Hengyuan to a certain extent, and for a character like Yu Tingchuan, it is abnormal if there is no woman making trouble with him.

But now it seems that it’s not like this.

Song Qingcheng returned Ge Wenshan with a smile, and said politely, “Uncle Ge.”

When the words fell, I noticed an extra hand on the waist.

It was just under the eyes of everyone that Yu Tingchuan suddenly took out his left hand from his trouser pocket, and naturally emptied her waist. This action looked at the gentleman’s restraint, but it was also equivalent to announcing the relationship between the two guests present.

At this moment, the emcee came over and whispered a few words to Ge Wenshan.

It should be a reminder that the wedding can begin.

Ge Wenshan looked at Yu Tingchuan again, and enthusiastically stayed: “Brother Yu, I will get married today, so I must have a glass of thin wine before leaving.”

Yu Tingchuan looked sideways, glanced at Song Qingcheng, who had a good-looking eye, and nodded: “It’s okay, then I’ll be bothering you.”

“My brother is too polite, it’s our brilliance.”

Ge Wenshan smiled, and then called someone to ask: “Take President Yu and the others to the table in Xishan.”

Song Qingcheng let Yu Tingchuan hug him lightly, smelling the man’s breath of dust, he had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he didn’t ask them on the spot after all.

There were two main tables at the wedding banquet, and Lu Xishan did not sit with Ge Lao and the others.

At this moment, Lu Xishan stood up first.

As a result, other people also got up one after another, including Ge Wenjuan, but also had to put on a smile.

Song Qingcheng received Lu Xishan’s eyes and introduced in a low voice, “This is my uncle.”

After hearing this, Lu Xishan immediately took it up: “Why are you still standing, Qingcheng, please ask Mr. Yu to sit down.” Then, he asked the waiter to bring two sets of clean bowls and chopsticks over, and turned his head to look at Yu Tingchuan. It was joyful and embarrassing, just like subordinates were receiving leaders who came to inspect.

Such a scene is naturally unusual for Yu Tingchuan.

With his status today, there are certainly more people who slid and slapped horses than the crucian carp who crossed the river.

“Sit down,” Yu Tingchuan said after taking a seat.

Hearing what he said, the other talents sat back in twos and threes.

Lu Xishan himself has been in business for decades. Now he is at the same table with Yu Tingchuan. He is still so much older, but his aura is abruptly short.

Some people seem to be like this, even if they look kind, but sitting there brings a kind of aura that makes people afraid to be presumptuous.

At the main table, everyone has their own thoughts.

The waiter quickly came over with two sets of cutlery.

Song Qingcheng got up and took it, giving one set to Yu Tingchuan and the other set to himself.

Then he took the teapot and ran the tableware with water.

When she lowered her head to do this, Yu Tingchuan leaned back in her chair, took a cigarette given by someone else, lit it and sandwiched it between her slender fingers, and talked with Ge Wenshan’s younger brother sitting on the other side. words.

This scene, in Ge Wenjuan’s eyes, felt exceptionally harmonious.

Especially when Song Qingcheng stood up to add tea to others, Yu Tingchuan had noticed almost every time, he would stop talking, and then silently watch Song Qingcheng’s movements.

Ge Wenjuan’s face was faintly pale, he didn’t know if he was angry or held him back.

As for Lu Xishan, seeing Ge Hongshan chatting with Yu Tingchuan speculatively, afraid of missing this opportunity, finally couldn’t help but interject: “Mr. Yu just came back from the outside market?”

Yu Tingchuan lightly lit the soot, and replied, “I arrived in the evening.”

Lu Xishan nodded, and didn’t know what to say. He was afraid that he would offend others by talking nonsense. He went to see his niece subconsciously. Song Qingcheng lowered his eyelashes and suddenly coughed slightly. Yu Tingchuan was putting the cigarette to his mouth and glanced at Qingcheng. , Quietly, twisted the remaining half of the cigarette into the dinner plate.

Song Qingcheng went to the bathroom again when the wedding went to the bridegroom kissing the bride.

Coming out of the cubicle, she saw Lu Yunxuan who was washing her hands.

Lu Yunxuan raised her head and smiled at Song Qingcheng: “The banquet hall is too boring, and the whole person feels uncomfortable. I can only learn from you and find an excuse to be lazy.”

Song Qingcheng walked to the washstand and heard Lu Yunxuan speak as soon as he turned on the faucet: “Mr. Yu will be here tonight. I really didn’t expect that his uncle still has a lot of face, and most people can’t invite the Hengyuan boss.”

“…” Song Qingcheng smiled lightly.

Lu Yunxuan hesitated, then asked, “Qingcheng, are you really with Mr. Yu?”

Before Song Qingcheng could answer, she sighed and turned her sympathetic gaze to the front mirror: “Don’t you think… he is a bit older? You are so much younger. He was divorced again. I heard that there is still A son, you are still a child. How do you want to be someone else’s stepmother? Shaoan told me last time that there are people in the compound who remarried. The stepmother who had taken care of her for more than ten years suffered a concussion.”

Song Qingcheng lowered his eyelashes and spoke casually: “Just because the age gap between me and JOICE is not too big, we are more likely to become friends. The problems my sister said are caused by a long-term lack of communication.”

“JOICE?” Lu Yunxuan repeated the name.

Song Qingcheng met Lu Yunxuan’s gaze and curled his lips: “Yu Tingchuan’s son.”

“…Have you met?”

“Yeah.” Song Qingcheng turned off the faucet: “Very cute little boy, and very friendly.”

Lu Yunxuan smiled reluctantly: “Really?”

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Song Qingcheng returned to the wedding banquet, and Lu Yunxuan was already sitting there.

Lu Xishan was talking to Yu Tingchuan, and it seemed that he was no longer as constrained as he was at the beginning, but the words and deeds are more catering to the meaning, perhaps not intentional, but it still makes people feel uncomfortable.

Song Qingcheng subconsciously looked at Yu Tingchuan next to him, but he looked as usual without any impatience. No matter what Lu Xishan said, he could answer a few words. The topic was plain but not boring, so that the atmosphere would not be cold.

It’s her instead, Song Qingcheng thought to himself, I’m afraid he will disdain to deal with these insignificant objects.

Halfway through, Lu Yunxuan suddenly turned her head and said to Shen Zhi: “You are going to work at the China Banking Regulatory Commission next month, and you won’t tell me what to prepare. When the time comes, you will lack this and that, so don’t blame me for not being virtuous.”

With these words, Lu Yunxuan’s little daughter was full of gestures.

Others noticed the content of her words.

Ge Hongshan immediately said: “Shen Zhi has been transferred to the China Banking Regulatory Commission? This is a good job!”

With that, he gave a thumbs up.

Song Qingcheng raised her eyes and looked at Lu Yunxuan. Lu Yunxuan seemed to notice her gaze, and smiled embarrassedly at Qingcheng: “A Zhi has just returned to China. He has to come step by step. Grandpa also said that young people seek stability and do not seek advances. Besides, Ah Zhi is only 28 years old now, which is the best age for a man.”