Until this moment, Father Yan and Ms. Lian still didn't know why they wanted to go to the back hall.

Steward Wen also saw a slight question at this moment, how could this lady's eyebrows and eyes be so similar to Miss Zhiyuan.

Did you find out too, sir?

He frowned, suppressed his suspicions, and looked at the two of them, "What the fourth master of the Qin family said is right, and he is not in a hurry to talk for a while. ”

The Yan lady looked at it and knew how to be reasonable, and she looked like a model for everyone. And it is a distinguished guest invited by the eldest lady, how can there be such a pair of parents.

Especially that lady, who has too many impurities in her eyes, thinks she is shrewd, but in fact she is completely blind.

He also thought that a person as intellectual and elegant as Miss Yan could only be taught by wealthy nobles.

I really didn't expect it.

......

Yan Shiqi was taken back to the seat by the man, during which she didn't speak, and there was still a suitable smile on her face, only those beautiful eyes were full of injuries.

Her hand was grabbed by the man, and she held it in the palm of her hand to drive away the chill for her. She bumped into the man's deep pupils and shook her head slightly, telling him not to worry.

Exposing Father Yan and Ms. Lian to the eyes of the Wen family, she succeeded, but she did not have any joy in her heart.

In this irreversible battle between the two armies, there is actually no victory or defeat, because in the end both sides must be defeated.

While she dismantled the Yan family, she also had to bear the consequences that the Wen family might not recognize her.

At this time, Qin Bainuan, who had been sitting on the side and watching for a long time, but was still in the clouds, changed his seat.

She came to Yan Shiqi's side, and asked with concern and anxiety, "Xiaoqi, are you okay?"

Yan Shi Qiwan'er, the timbre was as usual, but he was a little hoarse, "I'm fine, third sister." ”

Qin Bainuan stared at her, and then looked at the fourth child who gave Xiao Qi soup, and finally suppressed the doubts in his heart, and hooked his finger at Leng Yichi, "Husband, you accompany me to the bathroom." ”

The cold pool is sweating!

He wanted to refuse, but seeing Qin Bainuan's smiling expression, he was afraid that there would be no meat to eat at night, so he pretended to clear his throat, got up with his suit jacket, and patted Qin Baiyu's shoulder with his hand, "Call me if you have something!"

The man bowed his head and didn't say much.

......

This banquet is coming to an end.

Mr. Wen Chongli came to the stage to talk a few words, and after he returned to his seat, many people came to toast, and no one seemed to notice the previous episode.

Yan Shiqi's expression was light, and after drinking a few sips of soup, he had no appetite.

She observed that Steward Wen had not appeared since he left, presumably guarding Father Yan and Ms. Lian in the back hall.

The Wen family attaches great importance to etiquette and morality, as if they will not let the matter of Yan's father affect the process of the birthday banquet.

She was waiting, waiting for the 'fierce battle' after the banquet.

"Brother Yan, thank you for coming to Grandpa's birthday banquet today, I toast you. ”

At this moment, when Yan Shiqi's thoughts were at a loss, Wen Zhiyuan's voice came from behind her.

Oh, it's to Leng Yiyan.

Leng Yiyan tonight was very dull, he sat opposite Yan Shiqi, he didn't wear a leather coat anymore, but a serious white tuxedo, and he had drunk half a bottle of red wine on the table alone.

At this moment, his handsome face was slightly drunk, and he was silent with his eyelids down.

Wen Zhiyuan's voice came, he raised his eyes lightly, looked at her dressed in a princess dress, and a touch of disgust faded from the end of his eyes, "Stay away from me!"

"Brother Yan......" Wen Zhiyuan stood at the table, looking like she was about to cry, she was very close to Yan Shiqi, as if deliberately and unintentionally.

Leng Yiyan Yin's gaze was like a substance on Wen Zhiyuan's body, and his thin lips smashed out a word: "Get out-"