Domination of the Aristocratic Dynasty After a Body Swap with the CEO

Faced with his grandmother's kindness, Song JinXing could only silently accept it, and paired it with a set of clothing that was elegant without being overly formal. When Zhong Ruanxing came to pick him up in her car, she expressed a certain degree of approval for his aesthetic taste.

Everyone in the Song family mansion craned their necks in anticipation.

They had already learned from Grandma Song that the other party was not some wealthy lady, but an ordinary actress. Although they didn't say anything with their mouths, they were somewhat disdainful in their hearts.

However, after all, they were not Song JinXing’s parents, so they had no right to interfere with what kind of person he chose. Since the grandfather and grandmother had agreed, they had no choice but to go along with it. But the fact that Song JinXing had chosen a female celebrity as his girlfriend still made several members of the Song family, who had always been suppressed by him in various aspects, feel a sense of relief at being able to vent their resentment.

No matter how outstanding his abilities were, his taste in girlfriends was still unable to escape the vulgarity of the masses. It would be fine if he just fooled around with her, but he actually brought her back to the family home. He must have been blinded by lust.

With these thoughts in mind, they suddenly understood his choice when they saw the woman walking next to Song JinXing.

She was too beautiful.

Such beauty was no longer just the beauty of the general public. It was intense, striking, and impactful enough to be unforgettable to anyone who saw her. The rich, bright, and shocking beauty was like the sun suddenly leaping out of the clouds, its dazzling rays assaulting everyone's eyes and hearts.

Song Lecheng, who had been standing at the front, ready to make a good impression on Song JinXing, almost kneeled down the moment he saw "Zhong Ruanxing". If not for Song Wenyin standing next to him and catching him, Song Lecheng would have kneeled right over.

Song Wenyin already knew what kind of person her second brother was. He couldn't walk straight when he saw a beautiful woman. At this moment, seeing him lose composure like this, she quickly grabbed his arm and whispered urgently in his ear, "Second brother! She is third brother's girlfriend, don't make trouble later! Grandma will beat you to death!"

Song Lecheng didn't hear a word she said at all.

His eyeballs were about to pop out onto Zhong Ruanxing. In an instant, his mind was already flashing through the hundreds of ways he could die.

He had always been investigating but never found out the identity of Zhong Ruanxing's sugar daddy - the devil Song JinXing!

Song JinXing's actress girlfriend was Zhong Ruanxing!

Dear heaven! Who could tell him how these two got together?! This was completely different from his usual casual affairs with female celebrities. This was Song JinXing's formally recognized girlfriend that even his grandparents had approved - his proper fiancée!

Thinking of the various "crimes" he had committed before, Song Lecheng felt Zhong Ruanxing's gaze at him was full of evil threats.

At this moment, Song Lecheng didn't have a single wicked thought left in his mind. What was he compared to Song JinXing? How could he even compare?

He had thought he could just lie down and hug Song JinXing's thighs, but how could he hug them now?! If he hugged them, Zhong Ruanxing could chop his hands right off!

Song Lecheng was tearfully regretful. He was afraid Zhong Ruanxing would embarrass him in public, but fortunately her gaze had only lingered on him for half a second before shifting away. She did not show any extra emotion, as if she had just glanced at an irrelevant stranger without any intention of settling scores with him.

Song Lecheng silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone else also recovered from the impact of her absolute beauty, and their moods were somewhat complicated for a moment.

Alright, they had wanted to mock Song JinXing for his vulgar taste earlier, but it turned out his girlfriend looked like this. So what if she was a celebrity? With beauty like this, wouldn't it be a waste not to share it with the public as a celebrity?! f𝚛ee𝐰𝗲𝐛n𝐨v𝚎𝗹.com

Song Jiawei suddenly spoke up, "You are Zhong Ruanxing, right?"

Although she didn't usually pay much attention to the entertainment industry, the incident had caused quite a stir recently. When she ate melon with her female friends, she had watched the videos at the time. Now she realized the real person was even more beautiful than in the videos. If she had known this female celebrity was Song JinXing’s girlfriend back then, she definitely wouldn't have praised her!

Grandma Song walked over with a reprimanding tone to defend her, "How rude, call her sister-in-law!"

Song Jiawei's face turned green. She regretted speaking up. Now faced with grandma, she could only reluctantly say through gritted teeth, "Sister-in-law."

In contrast, Song JinXing had put away his usual coldness. When facing the Song family as his girlfriend, he was much more cordial than when facing them himself. "Hello."

Grandma Song pulled his hand and happily introduced each of the Song family members to him one by one.

"This is your eldest uncle, this is your second uncle, this is your fourth aunt."

"This is your eldest uncle's son, your elder brother Jiaqi, you've met Jiawei before. This is your fourth aunt's daughter, Wenyin. She just graduated from college this year, two years younger than Jiaqi."

"This is your second uncle's son, oh little Lecheng, who's older between you two?"

Song Lecheng's back stiffened. "I'm a little older! Grandma! Hello sister-in-law!"

Song JinXing glanced at him lightly. "Hello."

Song Lecheng yelled loudly, "Welcome sister-in-law to our home!"

The Song family members who knew his usual conduct looked at him like they'd seen a ghost.

Grandma Song was also a little surprised. Her gaze shifted between the two of them, but she didn't ask anything. She just smiled and introduced the next person to her grandson's fiancée: "This is your fourth aunt's daughter, Wenyin. She just graduated from college this year, two years younger than Jiaqi. Wenyin, call sister-in-law."

Song Wenyin felt that third brother's girlfriend, like him, had an aura that made people afraid. She softly said, "Third sister-in-law."

After introducing Song JinXing to his close relatives, Grandma Song pulled him along to meet the in-laws - eldest uncle's wife, second uncle's wife, fourth aunt's husband. Song JinXing didn't know these people before, but now he had matched all their faces to names under Zhong Ruanxing's identity.

No matter what they thought privately, at least on the surface they all smiled and welcomed them warmly.

Song Lecheng’s mother Qiu Meiqian saw the jade bangle on his hand. Her expression changed as Grandma Song led them away. She secretly said to her sister-in-law, “Did you see the bangle she was wearing?”

Song JinXing’s mother Pan Xiuxin calmly replied, “That’s the grandmother’s family heirloom, right?”

Qiu Meiqian was a little indignant. “She said she wouldn’t play favorites since there were three daughters-in-law, but in the end she still gave it to the third family! Even when she’s dead she’ll still...”

Pan Xiuxin suddenly admonished sharply, “Meiqian!”

Qiu Meiqian realized her mistake. The third family was a painful subject that the elders could not bear to hear about. Back then, the accidental deaths of the third son and his wife nearly took Grandma Song’s life. If Grandma heard what she just said, Qiu Meiqian would be punished. She hurriedly shut her mouth.

After introducing her grandson's fiancée to everyone, it was time for the banquet to start. Grandma Song sat him down in the seat beside her, once again displaying her bias and high regard for this grandson's fiancée to all present.

Now, no one dared to have any opinions about Zhong Ruanxing due to her celebrity identity.

Gaining the elders' love and approval was enough for her to gain a foothold in the Song family, regardless of her background.