Mo Xiaoxiao's face suddenly started to heat up. 'Alright, she seems to have become a little infatuated with flowers. Who told Xiao Menghan to have nothing to do and look so good!?' He stood there like a vivid painting, agglomerating all the grace of the world.

"Xiao Yan." With a low and deep voice, the slender figure stood up and walked towards Silent Red. Xiao Meng Han lowered her head and took in all of her beauty. He was satisfied with the infatuation in her eyes. Occasionally, she would use a man's trick, but only his figure could be seen in her eyes.

"Eh?"

"Can we go now?"

"Alright." Mo Xiaoxiao finally found her voice and hurriedly nodded her head. Only then did she realize that her small hand had been pulled by him unknowingly. He led her down the stairs, taking care of her in her dress, step by step.

She was dressed in a white one-shouldered gown with a lotus flower of water drills embedded in the hem that had just reached her knees. Her back was exposed to the wind, and a long veil hung down from a large bow knot at her waist. She walked with a graceful grace, some small women, some soft, and Xiao Menghan had to use her great perseverance to carry her back to the bedroom.

When he inadvertently raised his head and saw Mo Xiaoxiao appear, his soul was heavily shaken. She was even more beautiful than the last time he saw her in a long skirt, like an angel that had fallen into the world, like a goddess that had descended to the mortal world.

"Han Yong?" Silently, Xiaoxiao was not used to Han Yong's infatuated gaze. She was a bit nervous as she lowered her head to see if her clothes were inappropriate.

Yang Ziying had sent the clothes over. She didn't have any suitable clothes for the banquet, and she knew that the Xiao family was a large family with a lot of care.

Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly wanted to run back to her little house, close the door, and hide in the shell. That would be the real heaven and earth for her, here, all the rich people paid attention to it.

"Don't worry, you're doing very well. Let's take Han Yong's car today." Xiao Meng Han turned his body to the side to block Han Yong's line of sight. He was regretting that he did not manage to add a coat to Mo Xiaoxiao's clothes.

Han Yong lowered his head and coughed as he helped Mo Xiaoxiao open the back door of the car.

Inadvertently, Han Yong saw that half of Mo Xiaoxiao's chest was full, and his body tensed up. He turned his head away from Xiao Meng Han's gaze, and a pinch appeared in his eyes.

Most of the people at the banquet had already arrived. Xiao Zhenhai and Xiao Yuelin had also arrived. They sat at the first table, waiting for Xiao Menghan and Mo Xiaoxiao.

Many of the elders of the Xiao family had never seen Xiao Meng Han, so today was their first gathering. Xiao Meng Han was also allowed to meet with her family.

These people all had half a head of white hair, they were all over forty years old, and Yang Ziying did not invite any of the juniors.

During the banquet, Xiao Meng Han held Mo Xiaoxiao's hand, her ice-cold hands wrapped around his.

The initial nervousness of Jing Xiaoxiao slowly relaxed as well. She greeted every elder introduced by Yang Ziying obediently.

Xiao Menghan accurately called out every elder here and also greeted them with just the right amount of concern. This caused Xiao Zhenhai and Xiao Yuelin to raise their eyebrows and the atmosphere around them became much more harmonious.

In the end, Yang Ziying let go and let Xiao Meng Han bring Jing Xiaoxiao to meet those elders.

It was only when Qiu Hong brought the waiter to bring the hot dishes over that Yang Ziying called Xiao Meng Han and Mo Xiaoxiao over to get to know Qiu Hong.

Qiu Hong smiled and asked the waiter to serve the dishes. When she turned her head to look at Mo Xiaoxiao, the polite smile on her face froze.

The flow of time instantly reversed to twenty years ago. Qiu Hong's eyes reddened, and when she realized where she was, she hastily lowered her head to raise her wine cup to hide her face. "Come, let us all toast to our beautiful Xiao Yan."

No one else was puzzled. Qiu Hong was the owner of the hotel, so it was normal for her to toast at such an occasion.

Yang Ziying noticed that something was wrong with Qiu Hong. She didn't say anything and just told Xiao Menghan to quietly drink a glass of red wine.

As long as she took a sip, the burning sensation in her throat would make her choke.

"Slow down." Xiao Meng Han turned her hand to the side and grabbed onto Xiao Xi's hand, pouring the red wine from her cup into her own cup. He drank it all in one gulp and then got the waiter to bring him a drink.

"Orange juice, okay?"

"Alright." After drinking just one mouthful of wine, her face was as pink as a rosy clouds. The light that flowed in her eyes was extremely touching, and she didn't dare to drink too much.

Qiu Hong saw Xiao Meng Han's concern for Mo Xiao Ran. She clenched her empty glass tightly and lamented in her heart. Xiao Ran was much luckier than the young her. At the very least, Yang Ziying was a very gentle and understanding woman.

She only saw the two of them interacting with Qiu Hong. She did not know that Xiao Meng Han's body was different from the rest, so she felt gratified in her heart.

Yang Ziying and Qiu Hong had said that they wanted Mo Xiaoxiao to take care of Xiao Menghan in the future and form a good relationship with Qin Jin.

In the next moment, Xiao Meng Han also blocked the toasts from Mo Xiao Yan. Those seniors saw that Mo Xiao Yan's alcohol capacity was quite high, so they forced Xiao Meng Han and Mo Xiao Yun to toast each other.

Xiao Meng Han drank two servings by herself, but did not even finish a few mouthfuls of the dish.

Mo Xiaoxiao felt sorry in her heart, and wanted to drink by herself.

However, Xiao Menghan only held her small hand and didn't let her touch the wine anymore. In the future, he would only be able to touch the wine when he was alone with her.

As Han Yong watched, he silently drank his wine. He was not in the mood to eat. The people sitting beside him were all important military and political figures. Later on, he drank wine with them.

After drinking so much, he didn't know how much, but he forgot that he had to take Xiao Meng Han and Mo Xiaoxiao back.

Mo Xiaoxiao was unable to eat anything. She watched as Xiao Meng Han drank a lot of wine and her body swayed a little. She helped him sit back down.

Before Xiao Yuelin and Xiao Zhenhai could toast him, he hurriedly raised his wine cup.

How could Xiao Zhenhai not see that his grandson was defending him? He indifferently said, "Orange juice is good enough."

"Yes, orange juice. Come here." Qiu Hong quickly placed a glass of orange juice in front of Jing Xiaoxiao.

"Call me grandpa and daddy." Xiao Meng Han whispered a reminder at the side.

When Qiu Hong heard this, she lamented in her heart. How was Xiao Menghan drunk? She clearly didn't want Xiao Yumei to follow him around.

"Grandfather, father, mother, Xiao Ran, here's to you." Mo Xiaoxiao raised her hand. Xiao Meng Han, who was beside her, also picked up her wine cup and followed suit.

Qiu Hong and Yang Ziying looked at each other and felt that Xiao Meng Han's actions were a little strange.

Xiao Zhenhai gave him a small box. He didn't know what was inside, nor did he want to open it to see. The box was not heavy.

Xiao Yuelin and Yang Ziying gave Mo Xiaoxiao a heart-shaped jewelry box, which contained a set of jewelry that Yang Ziying had meticulously chosen. When the banquet was about to spread out, she took down a jade green bracelet from his wrist and put it on Mo Xiaoxiao.

The banquet suddenly became much quieter, and the elders all knew that they had seen such a scene before. At the banquet where Xiao Yuelin and Yang Ziying were married, Yang Ziying's mother-in-law had immediately passed on her family's jade bracelet to her daughter-in-law.

Mo Xiaoxiao did not know what this meant. She only knew that this bracelet was definitely valuable and wanted to reject it.