Chapter Fifty-Eight: It Was Him!!

Shen Liyang stepped forward at this time and lowered his head to the microphone.

"Thank you, uncles, aunts, and friends, and I'm very happy to have you join me for my birthday. Today, I want to thank my mother the most, she worked so hard to pull me up, and my father, who can always care about me and find the direction for me when I am growing up.

Now I can also walk my own life as an adult.

I hope you all had a good time today!

Yang Ning looked at the polite Shen Liyang on the stage, standing there smiling freely in front of so many guests in the audience.

He's such a great guy!

Just as he was about to retreat, a man came down the stairs at the back.

He wears a black yarn-woven Armani jacket with a soft, stretchy fabric and a specially made hybrid collar, a shirt underneath, and slightly loose black pants underneath. On the contrary, it sets off his elegant, dignified, and free and easy style.

His gaze slowly moved to his face, the three-dimensional knife face that robbed everyone of the light, but now there was only a cold look in his eyes.

The whole person is like a god of death Shura who has broken free from the battlefield of life and death. It makes people dare not look him in the eye.

When Yang Ning saw that face, his heart throbbed. She took a few steps and quickly stepped forward to take a closer look.

It turned out to be really him, the man who saved himself! the man who had been unforgettable for so long!

The voice I heard at the top of the stairs just now was really his voice, it wasn't an auditory hallucination!

But how could he be here, and what does he have to do with Shen Liyang?

Just when she took a few steps forward, Feng Jinhan had already come down from the stairs and walked to the steps.

Shen Liyang saw him coming down, and hurriedly called out to him, "Uncle Jinhan, you just came back, why don't you stay with grandpa for a while?"

Feng Jinhan took a few steps forward, turned around, and looked at the three people on the stage with cold eyes.

Without looking back, he walked through the guests and out of the living room.

The people below immediately fried the pot, biting their ears wherever they were, and kept discussing Feng Jinhan, who had just returned home.

Yang Ning's eyes moved with him, and when he saw him go out, he was suddenly a little lost. However, his back is really distressing.

I don't know why, that man, the feeling he brings to himself, is so lonely, so stubborn!

Shengnan looked at Yang Ning, stood well, and suddenly walked forward, his eyes still blankly followed Feng Jinhan who had just gone out.

"Ning Ning, what's wrong with you?

Shen Aimin, who was standing on the stage, didn't expect Feng Jinhan to come down suddenly, he looked at the people who were talking below, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Friends, today is Inu's birthday, and Jin Han has time to come back to visit his father. If there is any inhospitable place, please bear with me, and now let's start the first dance. ”

After he finished speaking, the lights in the living room changed from warm colors to colorful and flickering lights, and the gentle piano tones gradually entered the ears.

Yang Ning looked at the center of the living room, everyone who had already begun to prepare to dance, and slowly retreated to the back.

At this time, Shengnan was already dancing with Cheng Xin, hand in hand.

She came to a table in a bit of a distraction, and her mind kept flashing the back of Feng Jinhan just now, and the scene where he saved himself in the cabin on the mountain that night.

She picked up a drink on the table and tried to ease the blockage, so she drank it all.

Then two women stood beside her,

A woman in a yellow dress touched a wine glass with the long-haired woman opposite.

"Wow! Xiaoxiao, you said we were not wrong just now, right? That man is really Feng Jinhan?"

"Oh, where are so many people, how could you be wrong! But this young master of the Feng family is very handsome! More attractive than all the men I have ever seen!"

"Yes, even some of the current idols have to be cheaper in front of him. But no matter how handsome a man is, he still doesn't have the support of his family!"

"How is it possible, isn't he the son of the old man of the Feng family?

"Hey~ You don't know this, although this son is the old man's, but once he has a stepmother, he doesn't treat him like someone else's!"

"What you said makes sense, but the internal relationship of this Feng family is still so complicated!"

"Oh, I also heard what others said, okay, let's be quiet, after all, it's in someone else's house, in case someone else hears it, the company's cooperation will be difficult!

Let me tell you, we have to stammer with the mayor's wife later, if the lady is happy, our loan will come down directly!"

"yes, yes, we have to take care of this!"

Yang Ning's ears were always attentive to the voices of the two women.

From their conversation, it seemed that the man who had just come down the stairs, that is, his savior, was Feng Jinhan.

Feng Jinhan, is it? Even his name is so cold, no wonder every time I see him, I always feel that the air around me is cold.

But he didn't seem to have a good relationship with his father, was it the old voice he had just heard at the top of the stairs?

But what is the relationship between this old man and Shen Liyang? Why do they live together? And what does this stepmother mean?

Listening to what they said was really uncomfortable.

But she finally knew that the man's name was Feng Jinhan, and it was not easy to inquire if she knew the name! I had heard Shengnan say what Uncle Jinhan said before, and it seemed that they all knew the man who had kept her mindful.

But how do I feel a little dizzy, and I feel uncomfortable without strength!

She held the table with her hands, slowly walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, rubbing her sore head with both hands.

Sheng Nan danced with Cheng Xin, didn't see Yang Ning's figure, and looked for her in the living room with some anxiety.

Cheng Xin also followed Shen Liyang and Chen Shuaifei to entertain the visiting guests.

She turned to the corner and saw Yang Ning leaning on the edge of the sofa, and quickly sat down beside her.

"Ning Ning, what's wrong with you?

"Well,,, Katsuo, I don't know what's going on, my head hurts! I just drank a drink on the table, and suddenly my head is a little dizzy!"

"Drinks?

I'll take a look later. ”

Katsuo picked up a yellow "drink" on the table and looked at her.

"Ning Ning, is this kind of cup?"

Yang Ning opened his eyes and nodded.

Katsuo picked it up and sniffed it.

"Ning Ning, where are you drinking a drink, it's so clearly wine, okay! No wonder you're dizzy!"