Fu Hansheng stopped his movements and looked at the slutty sound. Sure enough, he saw a woman holding Jiang Sui'an's hand and slowly walking towards the box.

Jiang Sui'an was only halfway through when he saw Song Tingshang standing at the door of the box, and immediately threw away the woman and ran towards the box.

"Sui'an." Jiang Ke heard Jiang Sui'an's voice and ignored the two men in the room and immediately went out.

But Sui An saw that Jiang Ke actually stopped.

He pouted, turned his head away, snorted, bypassed Jiang Ke, and ran over Song Tingshang again.

"Sui'an..." Song Tingshang called Jiang Sui'an twice, slowly squatted down, stretched out his hands, and hugged Jiang Sui'an who rushed to him.

Jiang Ke then turned around and stared at Jiang Sui'an's eyes: "Jiang Sui'an, why don't you ignore me?"

Sui'an wrapped his hands around Song Tingshang's neck, turned his head to look at Jiang Sui'an: "Jiang Ke, you have forgotten to pick me up in order to attend the banquet with this big villain. Why do I pay attention to you?"

Jiang Sui'an said as he turned his head, raised his chin, and pointed to the direction of Fu Hansheng.

Song Tingshang smiled and said, "Sui'an, you can't treat your mother like this. She didn't mean it."

Jiang Ke took two steps forward and held Sui'an's little hand, "Okay, I forgot to see you, it's my fault, okay?"

The little bun then said "yes", which was considered to be forgiven by Jiang Ke.

Fu Hansheng stood in the private room and saw the three of them coming and going, and they seemed to be a family, and they felt a little sensation in their hearts.

"You didn't see him when you brought him here, did you?" Peng Lu looked at Jiang Sui'an in Song Tingshang's arms, took a deep breath, sighed helplessly, and asked at the woman who sent Sui'an.

The woman shook her head: "No."

"Song Tingshang, the banquet is about to begin. Let's go down." Peng Lu nodded, pulled Song Tingshang's sleeve and whispered.

Song Tingshang nodded, placed Jiang Sui on the floor, pinched his fleshy cheeks, and said to Sui An: "Goddad is going to work hard, are you okay here?"

Jiang Sui'an nodded and then stood beside Jiang Ke.

Song Tingshang raised his head, looked at Jiang Ke, and smiled.

Jiang Ke seemed to be able to see a look different from the past in his eyes.

"Let's go." Peng Lu laughed at Fu Hansheng, raised his chin at Song Tingshang, and the two walked downstairs.

Jiang Ke stared at Song Tingshang's back and motionless.

"So still see?" Fu Hansheng took a step forward and grabbed Jiang Ke's wrist.

Jiang Ke let out a thud, then withdrew his gaze and stared at Fu Hansheng's face: "No...no."

Fu Hansheng became jealous and pulled Jiang Sui'an to his side, squatted down, staring at Jiang Sui'an angrily: "Hey, I'll ask you, do you like Song Tingshang very much?"

Sui An glanced at Fu Han's voice: "He is my godfather, why don't I like him?"

"Then I am still your biological father." Fu Hansheng heard Jiang Sui'an say this, held Sui'an's shoulder and said angrily.

Jiang Ke was startled by Fu Hansheng like this, and hurriedly pulled Sui An back to him and stared at Fu Hansheng's eyes: "Fu Hansheng, what are you doing?"

Seeing Jiang Ke so nervous, Fu Hansheng slowly calmed down his mind, took a long breath, stood up, walked into the box, and looked at Song Tingshang, who was already standing on the rostrum downstairs, holding his hands tightly together.

All media reporters stood under the rostrum, and the spotlight shone on Song Tingshang, making him even more dazzling.

"First of all, thank you for attending my return dinner. If you have any questions on the red carpet, you can ask questions now."

Song Tingshang smiled and looked at the reporters in the audience warmly.

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and subconsciously looked at the direction of the box.

"Mr. Song, will you bring your female companion to attend today? Why don't you see her?" One of the reporters immediately raised his microphone to Song Tingshang and asked in surprise.

Song Tingshang was about to speak, but Peng Lu, beside him, took his microphone over, "Originally, Song Tingshang's female companion was going to attend today, but because of her poor physical condition, I'm afraid she can't meet you today."

Song Tingshang looked at Peng Lu in surprise, his eyes gradually calming down.

"Is Mr. Song's female companion this woman?" the reporter took out a photo and said loudly.

Song Tingshang looked up at the photo, his eyes sank.

The woman in the photo is nothing but Jiang Ke.

Peng Lu was nervous when he saw the photo: "This reporter friend, please don't listen to the wind and rain casually. The woman in the photo has nothing to do with Song Tingshang."

Song Tingshang glanced at Peng Lu, and a burst of anger rose in his heart.

He didn't know why Peng Lu suddenly interfered in his decision, but he felt irritable and could no longer be as calm and gentle as before.

Peng Lu did not realize the changes in Song Tingshang behind him at all.

She held the microphone, smiled, and said to the media: "There is another important guest at today's return banquet. Let us welcome Mr. Fu Hansheng to applause."

She raised her hand and pointed to the direction of the stairs on the second floor.

Song Tingshang followed Peng Lu's gaze and saw Fu Hansheng standing at the entrance of the stairs, pulling Jiang Ke in his hand.

Jiang Ke looked up at Song Tingshang, shook his body, trying to pull his hand out of Fu Hansheng's hand, but he didn't expect that he would tighten the more he held it.

Fu Hansheng turned his face and whispered to Jiang Ke who was struggling, "Don't move."

"Fu Hansheng, what do you want to do?" Jiang Ke raised his head, looked at Fu Hansheng's side face, and asked in surprise.

Fu Hansheng did not answer and led Jiang Ke down from the second floor.

The reporter who asked the question just now looked at Jiang Ke, then looked at the photos in his hand, and was shocked: Is it her?

While talking, Fu Hansheng had already led Jiang Ke to the rostrum.

"Mr. Fu, please come here." Peng Lu invited Fu Hansheng to Song Tingshang.

The two stood side by side, both of whom were handsome men.

One of them was gloomy and the other was warm, standing together, like Mars hitting the earth.

Fu Hansheng stared at Song Tingshang for a long time before showing a smile and turned to look at the reporters in the audience.

"Hello, everyone, friends from the media." Fu Hansheng looked around the media reporters.

Some media have been eager to try, but they can't help it at this time.

"Mr. Fu."

"Mr. Fu."

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Chapter completed!