Chapter 161

Tang Jingyun's mouth was wearing a faint smile. Looking at Duan Ruijie not far away, she was holding a wine glass. She was in high spirits and couldn't help drooping her eyes. People couldn't see the change in her expression.

Soon Duan Fu's speech ended, followed by the birthday celebration for today's old birthday star. Naturally, the scene was very lively.

However, Tang Jingyun also saw a man in his twenties come to Duan Ruijie and say something, which seemed to make Duan Ruijie look ugly.

"That's probably the son of Duan Ruijie's second uncle's family? He's several years older than Duan Ruijie, but judging from his bearing, let alone Duan Ruijie's brother, even Duan Ruijie can't compare."

Yu Juncai on one side commented.

"I heard that I've always been jumping around the Duan family in the past two years. I want to inherit the Duan family. I've made a lot of jokes. People in Kyoto don't let him lose face because they look at the Duan family's face."

Tang Jingyun raised her eyebrows. Every family has a difficult Sutra. The Duan family is so big that there is no lack of power, fame and wealth. There will always be some problems. It's just that people with inside information rarely put such things in the open.

Tang Jingyun doesn't want to participate in the Duan family's affairs. If things really count up, there are enough bad things between herself and the Tang family.

Now there are many people present, and Yu Juncai and Wen Liming can't sit still. After all, Yu Juncai didn't return to Beijing long ago, and some estranged relationships need to be revitalized. This is also the reason why he has frequently appeared at various banquets recently. Banquet is one of the best places to exchange feelings.

So after the appearance of many heavyweights, Yu Juncai nodded to Tang Jingyun and left. Leave rongjiao and Tang Jingyun to continue to sit.

A huge and gorgeous crystal lamp hung in the hall, which illuminated the whole banquet hall like day. Tang Jingyun's low eyes looked incomprehensible.

Rongjiao doesn't know how her best friend suddenly becomes a little depressed. It seems that this situation will happen to her from time to time after the beginning of this semester.

It was a strange feeling. Sometimes others talked hot, while Tang Jingyun just looked at it lightly, as if she was separated from them in a world. Just like now, there is a lively scene not far away, but she sits like this, but with the momentum of alienation and indifference, no one can enter her world at this time.

She always felt that something big had happened to Tang Jingyun, but out of respect, she never asked.

Tang Jingyun put down the wine cup in her hand, stood up and smiled at Rong Jiao who flashed worry aside. "I'll go outside for a cigarette. Don't worry. I'll be back in a minute."

Tang Jingyun walked out slowly. Rong Jiao looked at the thin and straight figure disappearing at the door and sighed gently. Who didn't worry?

This is a huge manor, close to the suburbs of the urban area. In Kyoto, where every inch of land and every inch of gold, it is absolutely sky high. It is probably only these rich families who have been handed down for generations.

Out of the hall, Tang Jingyun asked a waiter and turned a corner towards the smoking area.

The temperature in the smoking area was not low, but Tang Jingyun frowned, pushed open a small window, and the cold wind "whooshed" poured in, clearing her mind for a while.

Her hand reached into the bag she had brought out and touched a cold object. She paused. Then she continued to touch and took out a pack of cigarettes.

She took one out of the cigarette box and played with it in her hand for a while before she took it to her mouth. With a "Ding" sound, the Zippo Lighter lit the cigarette with a spark.

Tang Jingyun took a deep breath of smoke, spit out a smoke ring, and spit out a bit of depression at the bottom of her heart.

Looking at the darkness that could not see anything in the distance, her heart suddenly filled with the fatal car accident in her previous life. Now I always think it's a bit absurd. I think she, an expert in playing with cars, actually died in the car accident. It's also a cycle of reincarnation.

The cell phone in the bag suddenly rang. Tang Jingyun took out her cell phone and looked at the caller ID, bending her eyebrows.

"Where are you?" Jiang ye came from the other end of the phone with a magnetic voice.

"At Duan's party." Tang Jingyun propped herself on the window edge with one hand and smiled back, "why, do you miss me?"

Since the last emotional collision between the two people, Jiang Ye's phone calls have become intensive. People who didn't necessarily communicate once a week before will call every day. There will always be one, regardless of the time.

"Well, I miss you. I had a drink outside just now. I was a little flustered when I saw the empty house when I came home." Jiang Ye whispered.

"Panic what?"

"I thought you were gone."

Tang Jingyun heard the sound of a bowl falling on the ground at the other end of the phone. She couldn't help but eyebrow, "is there anyone at home?"

"Well, I drank a little too much today, so I called Hongyu to pick me up. He was sobering me up." Jiang Ye leaned on the sofa, whispered, squinted at Lu Hongyu, who was unbelievable, smiled coldly at him, glanced at the scattered sobering soup and the broken bowl.

Lu Hongyu quickly squatted down to pick up the broken porcelain, and the appointed found a mop from other places to clean up this place.

His face still looked shocked. Anyone who heard Jiang Da's killing words would shake his hands. Is this still the cold and ruthless man he knew?

Listening to him gently saying "I miss you" there, and listening to him say such love words, I can only feel a burst of cold behind me.

Naturally, he knows who is on the other end of the phone. Maybe only his sister-in-law has such ability? At other times, brother Jiang is always so terrible and shocking.

Tang Jingyun narrowed her eyes and smiled. If someone was there at this time, she would find that her eyebrows were unspeakable tenderness, which was very different from the usual calm alienation. Jiang Ye's voice on the phone was still coming. Maybe it was because of drinking wine, his voice was a little dumb, but with lingering affection.

"Yunyun, when will you come back? I can't sleep without holding you at night." Jiang ye said softly at the other end.

Lu Hongyu has goose bumps all over his body when he listens to this almost coquettish voice. Brother Jiang, you're really enough. You should let those people who were scared to cry in the past have a look!

Tang Jingyun didn't care, but whispered, "you go to bed first. Soon, just two hours. I must be back."

Who would have thought she would have such a gentle side?

It is said that men are like children when they are under the age of standing. Tang Jingyun doesn't know whether other people are like this. Anyway, Jiang Ye is sometimes like this, especially when he is drunk.

After a few more words with Jiang ye, Tang Jingyun hung up the phone and looked at the scene outside the window. After a while, she wanted to smoke, only to find that the smoke was almost burning.

I couldn't help shaking my head. I just smoked a few good cigarettes. It's a waste.

She stayed here for a long time, and by the time she went in again, most of the party had been going on.

Rongjiao was sitting beside Gu Ling, Qi zejiu and Zheng Jiaming. They all laughed.

Tang Jingyun walked over. "What are you talking about? You're laughing so happily. Aren't you talking ill of me?"

"Jingyun, you're back." Gu Ling smiled and said, "we thought you had a private meeting with someone."

"Go to hell! Is Jingyun such a person? Even you can't see her in her eyes. Who can move her?" Zheng Jiaming smiled.

Tang Jingyun sat down. Several people smelled the smell of smoke on her. They were surprised. Although Tang Jingyun smoked on weekdays, she rarely showed it in front of them, but no one said much.

Soon Duan Ruijie also came. The six people talked and laughed and looked very happy.

A discordant voice came in, "cousin, how can you greet your friends here without introducing to your cousin?"

The visitor is Duan Ruijie's second uncle's cousin. Duan Ruijie glanced at him and thought his words were farting. Do you really think he was a fool? The birthday gift for his grandmother was just broken by the best sister. It doesn't matter who sent out the news of what birthday gift they gave in advance.

Although these things are harmless, they can always disgust people when they encounter more.

The others just looked at him lazily when he didn't appear. It was obvious that Duan Ruijie was on the same front.

The visitor was shameless. At this time, he coughed, "cousin, is this a friend who doesn't want to introduce you?"

Duan Ruijie glanced. Isn't it obvious?

In the process of growing up, their parents will let them cultivate feelings with some people when they are very young, that is, the "growing up" of Kyoto people's field, because only the feelings cultivated from childhood will be a reliable contact in their future career.

When choosing this one, they often take into account many aspects, such as family background, personality and a series of factors. Obviously, Duan Fu's selection of hair for his youngest son is very good, and Gu Ling and Qi zejiu's status and ability are good now.

In Duan Ruijie's heart, such people are their most solid friends. What qualifications does the other party have to introduce himself to him? That's funny.

He smiled faintly, "you know it's my cousin. My brother doesn't care what friends I make."

The meaning of the words is very clear. My brother doesn't care. What qualifications do you have as a cousin?

The visitor walked away in dismay. Duan Ruijie disdained and said, "what a disappointment."

Gu Ling patted him on the shoulder and silently comforted him.

The next few people chatted and laughed constantly, which made Duan's father and brother Duan's parents, who had been hovering among the guests, smile with satisfaction. Their youngest son also grew up and their friends were good.

When the banquet was over, the people in the banquet hall left one after another.

"Let's go. I'll take you back to the city." Duan Ruijie got up and said with a smile. Today he took the two people over, and the task of sending them back naturally lay on him.

Tang Jingyun's eyes coagulated when she heard the speech and got up.