Chu Xianling said, "So Xiaodong can keep the sisters from having conflicts, right."
Song Xiaodong replied, "There's definitely a reason for that, but the main thing is that they truly love , so they won't fight over anything."
Yang Yushi and Chu Xianling only stayed at Song Xiaodong's house for three days. People like them couldn't possibly have so much ti for a vacation.
Before they left, Song Xiaodong received a call from his high school classmate, Su Yao.
When Song Xiaodong was in Tiannan, Su Yao worked with him at Qingyuan Group. Later, when Song Xiaodong moved to Minghe, Su Yao continued to work at Qingyuan Group.
After Xiaodong went to Minghe, there was practically no contact between Su Yao and him. Su Yao only knew that Xiaodong was doing very well in Minghe, but she didn't know exactly how well.
"Song Xiaodong, do you have ti this weekend?" Su Yao asked.
Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "I don't think I have anything major. Why, are you getting married?"
Su Yao said, "It's not
getting married, but Qian Lingling is. She asked
to inform our classmates, so I'm asking if you have ti to attend her wedding."
"Qian Lingling?" Song Xiaodong tried to recall and had a vague impression of the na, but couldn't rember what she looked like.
"She's not in Tiannan, she's been in Beijing since graduating from university. This wedding is also in Beijing. It's said she's marrying a very powerful man, and she wants to put on a show, so she specially gathered all our classmates to attend. Everyone wants to catch up, so if you have ti, you should join us."
Song Xiaodong asked, "What's the exact ti?"
"She's getting married on Sunday morning and wants us to go to Beijing on Saturday. She's covering our als and accommodation."
"Oh, okay... let's see, give
the address. If I have ti, I'll join the fun."
Song Xiaodong happened to have so business to attend to in Beijing, but whether he would have ti on Saturday night was uncertain, so he couldn't promise anything.
On Friday, Song Xiaodong went to Beijing with Chu Xianling and Yang Yushi, which also served to send them back.
After a busy Saturday, around five, Song Xiaodong finished his work and called Su Yao to say he'd attend Qian Lingling's wedding.
Qian Lingling's wedding was held in one of Beijing's top luxury hotels.
When Song Xiaodong arrived at the hotel, Su Yao was waiting for him downstairs.
"Why did you co down here to wait for ?" Song Xiaodong asked with a smile.
Su Yao smiled and said, "You're my boss. How could I not co to pick you up? Otherwise, how can I keep going?"
Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "We're old classmates, let's not bring this up."
Su Yao grinned and said, "Yes, yes, we're old classmates." She used to have so feelings for Song Xiaodong, but she gave up after knowing Miao Qingqing and he were together.
As they walked inside, Su Yao said, "I don't even want to go up there, it's so stuffy inside."
"What's wrong?" Song Xiaodong asked, puzzled.
"Sigh, Qian Lingling's husband is quite a big shot, and his friends are even more impressive, they don't even acknowledge us classmates."
Song Xiaodong frowned and said, "That's not good, is it?"
"I noticed that Qian Lingling doesn't have much status either, she can only quietly apologize to us. The groom's family might be rich and powerful, but I feel like she's marrying with grievances."
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