Inside the ballroom.

The little princess of the Xu family, Xu Sangyu's twin sister, Xu Wanting trotted out to greet her.

She wore a white gown, a crown set with eighteen diamonds, a pair of custom-made crystal shoes, and her skin was fair and almost transparent, like a crystal princess who came out of a fairy tale.

On the other hand, Xu Sangyu's wheat-colored skin exudes flamboyant wildness, and Zhou's body is full of gangsterism.

The two stood together and separated from each other, making it impossible to believe that this was a pair of twin sisters.

Xu Wanting took Xu Sangyu's arm in front of everyone, and said in a low voice: "Dad is happy tonight, you admit your mistake later, and go home." ”

Xu Sangyu looked at Xu Wanting, who was winking at her playfully, and said nothing.

Mother Xu, who was accompanying Mrs. Xu, looked at Xu Sangyu, who walked in in casual clothes, the smile on her face instantly converged, and her brows were slightly condensed.

Why did this kid come back at this time?

Tang Xinyi subconsciously looked at her husband.

At this moment, Xu Jiaqian's face was as deep as water, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and his calm and sophisticated eyes were as deep as a cold pool.

The hand holding the teacup tightened, as if the teacup was about to fly to Xu Sangyu's face in the next moment.

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere of the scene, Xu Wanting quietly let go of the hand holding Xu Sangyu, hanging her head and not daring to make a sound.

She is a sensible child, she is used to looking at the eyes of adults, not saying what she shouldn't say, and not moving when she shouldn't.

Xu Sangyu walked up to Mrs. Xu with a calm expression and hooked her lips, "Grandma, happy birthday!"

Grandma is the only person in the Xu family who loves Xu Sangyu, and the relationship between the grandparents and grandchildren has always been deep.

At this time, Mrs. Xu's old hand grasped Xu Sangyu's little hand, and looked at her from head to toe, her chaotic eyes were shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and her lips twitched, "Thin!"

Xu Sangyu showed a rare softness in front of Mrs. Xu, half-squatting and raising her head, and whispering.

Seeing the performance of the grandfather and grandson as if no one was around, Xu Jiaqian tightened his cheeks and endured not saying a word.

Everyone secretly thought, this is to admit back?

I'm afraid I can't explain it to Jin Junting, right?

The guests began to quietly look for the figure of Jin Junting, the other party to the incident.

Xu Sangyu didn't see everything around her, she squatted in front of Mrs. Xu, and took out the wood carving birthday boy from the red plastic bag.

Mrs. Xu took the wood carving and looked at it carefully, and her eyes couldn't help but be covered with a layer of mist.

"You carved it yourself?"

"Hmm, do you like it?"

The guests had long been curious about the contents of Xu Sangyu's plastic bag, and couldn't help but come forward to take a look.

[Oh my God!, I'm not mistaken, that's a wooden man?]

[It seems to be a birthday boy, but she is quite good at tricks, and a piece of rotten ghost wood pleases the old lady.] ]

[Don't say that, I think it should be a good piece of sandalwood, and I have a heart.] It's just this package......]

The whispers of the guests were faintly heard, and Xu Jiaqian's face became even more embarrassed, and the dark clouds rolled over, as if a violent storm would be set off at any time.

At this time, I don't know who said, "It seems to be a three-thousand-year-old Venus rosewood!"

3,000-year-old Venus rosewood!

Just one piece can be more than a million!

Just carved and played by yourself?

How can it be?

……

on the terrace.

Wei Anzhi glanced at Jin Junting, who was holding a cigar with an indifferent expression, and secretly scolded himself.

He also specially found someone to put gold on Xu Sangyu's face!

Three thousand years of Venus rosewood, he is not afraid of the cowhide blowing up!

Is it a routine of praise and disparagement?

The more Wei Anzhi pondered, the more it was like that.

Jin Junting, this guy is not an ordinary black-bellied and stingy grudge, can the shame of escaping marriage be easily counted?