Song Yiyan was angered by the retard in front of her. She pointed at his brain. “Dongfang Fan, are you crazy?!”

Dongfang Fan snorted. “Song Yiyan, you’re the one who’s crazy here. If you’re not crazy, do you have to find a pretty boy to make me angry?”

Song Yiyan glared at him. “Get lost!”

Dongfang Fan glanced at Ji Xing. “I’ll leave when Jun Shiyan arrives.”

The onlookers held in their laughter and were about to suffer internal injuries. The way a little tyrant treated others was to be as domineering as he could be, he would beat them up whenever he was unhappy.

His attitude towards Song Yiyan was rather interesting.

Dongfang Fan got someone to move a sofa over and sat in the middle. There were eight bodyguards in black standing neatly behind him, looking like an incapable ruler attending court.

Song Yiyan pulled Ji Xing and whispered, “Did you really call Jun Shiyan? Did he say he was coming?”

Jun Shiyan was a cold and heartless person. How could he agree so easily?

“Yes.” Ji Xing nodded. “He’s nearby. He said he’ll be here soon.”

“That’s good.” Song Yiyan was relieved. If Jun Shiyan didn’t come, she would call Sheng Sheng and ask her to bring him over.

Anyway, she was already sick of Dongfang Fan. She had to quickly think of a way to stop him from pestering her in the future and end this.

“Actually, there’s a better way to get rid of him.” When Ji Xing smiled, he was so handsome that it angered both gods and men. He tilted his eyes slightly and coincidentally brushed past her earlobe.

Song Yiyan’s heart trembled and she subconsciously swallowed. His face was lethal to women.

“Let’s get married!” Ji Xing smiled again.

Song Yiyan thought he was going to say something, but when she heard the word ‘married’, her heart skipped a beat. She snorted. “Dream on!”

He hadn’t even proposed and was about to get married. Other than this face, what else did he have? He didn’t have money, a car, or a house, and he still wanted to marry a wife! Hmph!

Ji Xing was already planning to propose, but he was afraid that she would slap his face on the spot, so he wanted to sound her out in advance and see if she was very determined not to get married.

This little liar was temperamental. Who knew when she would turn her back on him?

Dongfang Fan looked at the couple not far away and rolled his eyes. He looked like a big boss as he half lay on the sofa, placed his long legs on the table, and casually swirled the wine glass in his hand.

Han Ding knew that Song Yiyan and Movie King Huo’s daughter, Ling Sheng, were on good terms. She also knew that Ling Sheng and Third Master Jun were getting married. However, was Third Master Jun’s relationship with Ji Xing that solid?

He had never heard of Ji Xing before. Whether it was the children of rich families in China or famous Chinese children abroad, he had never heard of any famous Ji family.

It was as if he had appeared out of nowhere. There was a time when he suspected that it was a fake name, but later on, he found out that it was his real name.

All the guests present were looking forward to the exciting scene that was about to happen, it was a once in a century event. If they missed it, they would regret it for life. How rare was that?

Li Rong was afraid that the little tyrant of the Dongfang family would find trouble with him and not leave the matter at that. His heart was pounding, so he could only ask Han Ding secretly, “That Ji Xing, is what he said true?”

Han Ding said, “Director Li, don’t worry. With Boss around, Dongfang Fan won’t be able to do anything. Just wait for the Third Master to arrive!”

They would definitely come. It was obvious from Ji Xing and the boss’ relaxed expressions.

In less than half an hour, someone shouted in the banquet hall.

“Third Master is here.”

Everyone looked towards the door respectfully.

The man was dressed in a tailored black leisure suit. His aura was strong, noble, and cold. With his arrival, the surrounding air seemed to have frozen.

Beside the man was a beautiful and lively little girl. She was wearing a beige leisure dress and a pair of simple white sneakers. Her innocent and clean little face made people’s hearts race. At this moment, she was holding the man’s arm.

Everyone’s eyes were about to fall to the ground.

Even though they had never seen his face, they had heard of him. Looking at his domineering aura, it was obvious that he was the Third Master of the Jun family, Jun Shiyan.

Who was that girl? When did the Third Master of the Jun family fall in love? He allowed a girl to hold his arm intimately.

When he walked, he was clearly accommodating the little girl beside him and maintaining the same pace as her.

If one took a closer look, they would notice that the man’s deep and cold eyes were filled with indescribable tenderness and indulgence when he looked at the lady beside him. All the ladies present were envious.

Li Rong had never seen Jun Shiyan before. When he saw the man walk over, he did not dare to greet him, afraid that he mistook him for someone else. He could only ask Han Ding for help. “Is this Third Master?”

Han Ding shook his head. “I don’t know.”

He had never seen him before either. Third Master Jun had always been a mysterious and powerful presence that was rarely seen. Not many people had seen his real face!

Li Rong turned to look at Dongfang Fan. This little tyrant of the Dongfang family must have met Third Master Jun before.

Dongfang Fan looked at the person walking toward the door, his hand tightened around the goblet and he gritted his teeth angrily. He was here, he really was here.

Was Third Master Jun that shameless? He was so obedient when others summoned him!

However, facing the person walking over, he did not dare to sit anymore. He quickly stood up to greet him and politely greeted, “Third Master.”

Song Yiyan had already walked over calmly. She pulled Ling Sheng to her side and asked her softly, “Are the two of you on a date nearby?”

Ling Sheng hummed and sighed helplessly. “We’re going to the mall to buy a present for my father, it’s his birthday in two days. You know how picky he is, we have to choose carefully.”

“Where’s Xiaoqi? Didn’t you bring him here?” Song Yiyan missed Xiaoqi but she didn’t know how to bring him here. She snorted in disdain. “You two are really good. You only care about spending time with each other and don’t even want your son anymore.”

“Xiaoqi and my father went to my uncle’s place to play,” Ling Sheng explained.

“When we’re done here, let’s go to your house. Is Xiaoqi coming home?” Song Yiyan wanted to hug and kiss the baby.

Some time ago, when she was being criticized by the entire Internet, Baby Xiaoqi even stood out to defend her. Just the thought of it was adorable.

“I’ll go back to the Gu family with him. Xiaoqi is with my parents.” Ling Sheng looked at her murderous gaze and felt a little guilty. “You can look for my mother.”

Why was she looking at her like she was a vicious stepmother who had abandoned her son? This was too much!