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The girl's voice was light, and her eyes were filled with sincerity. "I've never thought about these things in the past, and there's a high chance that I won't think about them in the future."

Wen Ruxia immediately understood what she meant. She wasn't unhappy that Qiao Nian had rejected her. "I understand. I'll reject it for you.

"By the way, I have one more thing."

She paused for a moment and brought up a serious matter. "The day after tomorrow is Old Madam's birthday. There'll be a banquet at home. Do you have time to attend? I'll get someone to send you an invitation."

The Wen Family's banquet would surely be grand.

The guests were naturally carefully selected.

Wen Ruxia took Qiao Nian very seriously. "It's just a family banquet. I've mentioned you to her. The old madam wants to see you."

Old Madam Wen had a charitable and amiable personality. She was like an old child and was a rarely open-minded person among the older generation in Beijing.

She lived an easy life from a young age.

She was already 80 years old, but she could still drink four taels of baijiu-the strong distilled spirit unavoidable at Chinese social functions-a day. Her health was excellent.

Wen Ruxia talked about Qiao Nian's life, and she heard that her grandson's crush on his goddess had failed. He immediately calmed down and matured overnight. After learning to take over the family business, he was very interested in Qiao Nian. This time, it was the old madam who took the initiative to invite Qiao Nian to her birthday banquet.

"Qiao Nian, do you have time?" Wen Ruxia liked Qiao Nian a lot herself and invited her sincerely.

Qiao Nian thought for a while and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm not in Beijing. I can't go back for now, so I won't be able to go. I'll get a friend to send a gift."This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The friend she was talking about was Wei Lou.

The Wei and Wen families were long-time friends. Wei Lou was most likely going.

"I see." Wen Ruxia wasn't too disappointed. She said a few more words before hanging up.

Then, she leaned back in the seat, not in a hurry to leave.

She sent a message to her nephew.

In the boys' dormitory at Qing University.

Wen Ziyu had just taken a shower and changed his clothes after getting home. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw his aunt's WeChat message. He clicked on it.

[I tried inviting, but unfortunately,

she's not in Beijing and can't attend your Grandma's birthday banquet. Tsk, kid, don't say that your aunt hasnt fought for you. My condolences.]

Wen Ziyu stared at the message three times before looking away. He pursed his lips silently and turned. say to the people in the dormitory "Zhou Yang, it's my Grandma's birthday the day after tomorrow. You must attend it."

"Me? Is it appropriate for me to go?" Zhou Yang came from an ordinary family and was a local, but he was different from Wen Ziyu's family. The level of contact he had with them was also different. He had never expected Wen Ziyu to invite him.

"You're my friend. What's inappropriate about that?" Wen Ziyu punched him and told another person about the birthday banquet the day after tomorrow. Both of them were flattered and agreed to go.

There were four people in the dormitory.

Other than Wen Ziyu himself, both of them had been invited to the birthday banquet. Only Fu Ge had not been invited, which seemed especially out of place. However, Wen Ziyu had no intention of inviting him. When he passed by him, his expression was quite indifferent, and he only said, "Excuse me."

Fu Ge stepped aside to let him pass, looking slightly awkward.

However, Wen Ziyu pretended not to see it. He took his notebook and brushed past him to look for Liang Conglin to settle the graduation procedures.