"Thank you!" Wen Jiaran expressed her gratitude, then took the gift, handed it over to a servant beside her, and turned to hold Ling Momo’s hand, saying, "Momo, Qingshen’s grandmother mentioned that your great-grandfather had passed away and you didn’t even call us."
When Yi Qian heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he silently said to himself, it was her!
No wonder he felt this girl was familiar—it was the same girl from many years ago at Li Qingshen’s grandmother’s wedding banquet...
He still vividly remembered how Li Qingshen had kept staring at her...
Ling Momo smiled politely, her expression slightly dimmed upon the mention of her great-grandfather, and soon Wen Jiaran realized her unintentional words had reminded Ling Momo of her sorrow, so she gently and slowly said, "It’s all in the past now, Momo. Don’t be sad, you’re the only one left now. You can come to me or to Qingshen if you need anything."
Ling Momo felt a warmth in her heart and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Aunt Wen."
Then, Wen Jiaran continued to speak some inconsequential niceties with Ling Momo before Li Qingshen finally walked away with her.
Bao Chongchong, Qin Sheng, and Yi Qian observed the two who were walking away, all could not help but feel surprised, suspecting that this time Li Qingshen might truly be serious about this girl. The usually solitary Li Qingshen had now brought a girl in front of them and introduced her with such gravity—a first for him.
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As with many parties they had attended together before, Li Qingshen took Ling Momo to a secluded corner and sat down.
Yet, despite the remote location, many still came over to greet them. Get full chapters from NoveI[F]ire.net
Drinking was inevitable.
Ling Momo could drink a little, but Li Qingshen, composed, stood up and blocked two drinks for her.
Later, more people came over to greet him. Li Qingshen naturally stood up, took a glass, and was about to drink when Wen Jiaran walked over to him. Seeing Li Qingshen raise his glass, she hurriedly called out, "Qingshen!"
Li Qingshen paused and slightly lifted his eyes. Ling Momo turned her head and saw Wen Jiaran quickly approaching Li Qingshen, frowning with a touch of concerned reprimand, "Qingshen, why are you drinking?"
"I’m fine," Li Qingshen responded mildly, giving Wen Jiaran a reassuring smile.
Wen Jiaran, having none of it, took the glass from Li Qingshen’s hand and gestured to the person who had just toasted, "Sorry, I’ll drink this one for him."
As the wife of Li Nian and the birthday star of the evening, the toast-makers courteously nodded and respectfully drank with her before leaving.
Wen Jiaran put down the glass and spoke to Li Qingshen again, saying, "Why aren’t you more careful!"
Li Qingshen helplessly raised his hand and rubbed his temple, glanced at Ling Momo, and interrupted Wen Jiaran, "Is there something you needed from me?"
Wen Jiaran then remembered the real reason she had come to find Li Qingshen and said, "Qingshen, do you know who has come?"
Li Qingshen frowned, remaining silent.
"Selene came from abroad specially for my birthday," Wen Jiaran said with a smile, pointing to a blonde, blue-eyed woman not far away who was talking to You Yi.