Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

  Chapter 931

   "Zi Shan, Xu Xiaoxiao is going to take his sister away?" Lu Jianan's eyebrows twitched, "We can't let him just take someone away like this, otherwise, wouldn't the Xu family hate you?"

  The sisters of Su Wen are insignificant, and they were originally the enemies of the Song family. But the Xu family is different, if they really offend Song Zishan, there will be no good fruit.

   Zhou Yan and Xu Pei's city will naturally take care of the overall situation, but this Xu Xiaoxiao has been a gangster since he was a child, and he can do everything. The biggest nemesis of thoughtful people like them is Xu Xiaoxiao.

  Because he doesn't play cards in a routine, even if you set up a game, he will destroy you in a mess.

   "We can't let him go." Lu Jianan said anxiously.

   "I know." A trace of anger flashed in Song Zishan's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it. Holding a wine glass, he came to Xu Xiaoxiao's table swayingly, as if he didn't notice that the atmosphere was wrong at all, and greeted him with a sweet smile.

  Song Zishan knew all these people, and some of them could be said to be very familiar. Who the other party is has been known for a long time, although some are not familiar with it, they have heard of it more or less. She was originally beautiful and generous, her family education was impeccable, and her social skills were also good.

   When she puts down her airs and makes friends with people, no one can refuse such a glamorous socialite. Song Zishan coaxed the group of people who were still fighting against each other to become dizzy within a few minutes.

   A few who watched secretly cursed in their hearts that they were worthless.

   "Let's go." Xu Xiaoxiao didn't care, and took the younger sister and the sixth younger sister with each other. As soon as he took a step, Song Zishan blocked his way seemingly unintentionally.

  Don't look at Song Zishan who has been chatting with other people at the same table, but her attention is all on Xu Xiaoxiao!

   "Xiaoxiao, where are you going?" Song Zishan showed a sweet and generous smile to Xu Xiaoxiao, and her voice was also that kind of whiny feeling that was particularly irritating. "I haven't toasted yet! This is just the beginning, what's the rush that can't be put aside?"

   "Exactly! The important things are not as important as they are today."

   "Xiao Xiao, you are the master, anyone can leave but you can't.

   "We came all the way from the capital, it would be a disappointment if you left."

  Song Zishan's suitor heard the words and immediately cheered for the lover of his dreams, for fear that Xu Xiaoxiao would embarrass Song Zishan and make her step down. When he was trying to keep Xu Xiaoxiao back, he never mentioned Liumei and Xiaomei, the two most important protagonists today.

   To put it bluntly, in their eyes, Liumei and Xiaomei just flew up to the branches by clinging.

  A sparrow is a sparrow, even if it flies on a branch, it becomes a phoenix. The group of people who played well with Song Zishan never took Liumei little sister seriously, and some well-informed and smart people hesitated in their hearts. After all, they are Professor Su's daughter, and they have the Xu family as their big backer. But the Song family is not bad either. Song Zishan has been a proud daughter of heaven since she was a child, and her sixth younger sister is completely incomparable to her.

  Comparing the two, it is natural to choose Song Zishan.

  The real purpose of Song Zishan's calculations is to tell everyone that Professor Su was no match for the Song family when he was alive, let alone now that he is dead. Even if his daughter had the backing of the Xu family, she was playing with her in the applause.

  The banquet to recognize relatives has turned into a public expression of their positions.

  Choose Song Zishan or the Su sisters?

   Naturally, there is no need to think about it.

   "Hehe!" Liang Shuzhen sat on the other side and sneered, and looked at Song Zishan without the almost irrepressible envy from yesterday.

  (end of this chapter)