Chen Jingyuan was shocked by the chill on Yan Haozhe's body, and looked at his hand that was holding Cheng Anan's wrist in a daze, and let go in the next second. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Are you alright?" Yan Haozhe gently raised Cheng Anan's red wrist, rubbed the reddened place with his hand, and asked gently.

Cheng Anan shook his head, didn't speak, and his face was a little ugly.

At this time, Mo Xi and Mo Ze walked over together.

Mo Ze wanted to understand the situation, but before he could ask, Yan Haozhe wanted to leave with Cheng An'an.

Seeing that Cheng An'an's face was pale, something was really wrong, and he said, "You take her to my lounge to rest for a while!" ”

Yan Haozhe looked at Cheng An'an, asking for her meaning.

Cheng Anan thought that today was a silent birthday, no matter what happened, he would accompany her until twelve o'clock and cut the cake, so he nodded at Yan Haozhe and decided to go to the lounge upstairs to rest for a while.

So, Yan Haozhe hugged the old and new Cheng An'an, turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing that Cheng Anan was leaving, Chen Jingyuan hurriedly followed.

"An An, I'm your father!"

"Don't you remember?"

His voice was a little loud, and everyone around him heard it.

Everyone present began to talk about it.

Cheng An'an, who had walked a few steps away, stiffened because of his words, and stood in place for a few seconds, and then slowly turned around and looked at Chen Jingyuan expressionlessly.

Seeing her turn around, Chen Jingyuan thought that she would recognize him, but he didn't expect Cheng An'an's next words to make him embarrassed.

Cheng Anan gave Yan Haozhe a reassuring look, pulled out his little hand from his big palm, slowly approached Chen Jingyuan step by step, and opened his mouth faintly: "Hehe, father? ”

"Who are you to tell me that you are my father?"

"Where were you when my mother and I were dying of starvation and freezing?"

"Where were you when my mother and I were on the streets?"

"Where were you when your mother died?"

Chen Jingyuan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and couldn't say a word.

His face was full of shame.

Cheng Anan glanced at him coldly, and then said: "When I was kicked out of the house by my stepmother and was alone, where were you?" ”

"Have you ever cared about me over the years?"

"Do you know what kind of life I've lived for so many years?"

"After so many years, do you know that I was there, and I was actively approached?"

"Hehehe, I'm afraid you've forgotten all about my daughter a long time ago!"

Hearing this, Chen Jingyuan raised his head, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but when he touched the resentful and indifferent look in Cheng Anan's eyes, the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word, and lowered his head weakly.

"Now, you come to me and say, 'Are you my father?' Don't you think your behavior is ridiculous? ”

"Who are you to say that you are my father? Do you deserve it? ”

"I'm telling you, my father died six years ago, along with my mother!"

"You, not my father, you don't have this qualification!"

Cheng An'an bit unusually hard word by word, and after saying these few words coldly, she didn't look at Chen Jingyuan again, turned around and returned to Yan Haozhe's side, grabbed him, and left.

As soon as Yan Haozhe and Cheng Anan left, the venue of the banquet immediately boiled.

Everyone was speculating and talking.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Cheng Jingyuan's body, and the insults were one after another.

A sharp-eyed guest recognized him and said loudly: "I remember, he is the boss of Chengsheng Real Estate in City A, Cheng Jingyuan!" ”

Then there was another uproar.

Listening to these unbearable sounds, Cheng Jingyuan couldn't hold his face, and left the banquet hall with a disgraced face.

Looking at his back, Mo Yuze frowned, and it didn't take long for him to leave the banquet hall.

Mo Xi was just about to go upstairs to find Cheng An'an, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the door of the banquet hall.

She turned around and stood where she was, just staring straight at the figure, getting closer and closer to herself.

Nan Yichen, who was searching for Yan Haozhe's figure in the banquet venue, was in a hurry, shuttling through the crowd looking around.

Occasionally, I met a few friends who knew each other well, and took the initiative to come forward to say hello, Nan Yichen nodded his head, and left after a simple chat.

In the huge venue, Nan Yichen looked around a few times and didn't see Yan Haozhe's shadow.

Just as he took out his mobile phone and was about to call Yan Haozhe, a slender figure broke into his narrow peach blossom eyes.

It was the first time he had seen Mo Xi in a skirt and high heels.

It was also the first time he saw her wearing light makeup and pulling up her long hair.

The pale pink halterneck strappy long skirt, deep V neckline, high open fork, silver diamond-encrusted high heels, and lace white half-arm gloves make her look mature and cute.

The half-tied princess hair, decorated with only a pearl hairpin, looks girly, and the matching white pearl earrings hang quietly on the earlobe, making her look much quieter and more ladylike.

The pink light makeup and pink lipstick make her look like her whole face is pink and tender, like a delicious and sweet apple, which makes people want to go up and take a bite.

It's beautiful!

This was the first voice that came out of Nan Yichen's heart after seeing Mo Xi after a long time.

He was fascinated by it.

Standing silently, looking straight at Nan Yichen.

Nan Yichen in front of him, a white silk shirt without a tie, the button at the collar was only buttoned to the chest, and the white blazer was simply pinned with a red rose of fabric.

The hairstyle is neatly combed, not a single stripped hair falls, and on the left earlobe, the diamond stud earring shines with a sparkling light.

The whole person looks elegant and uninhibited, which makes her deeply fascinated.

Both of them looked at each other, not far away, just looking at each other quietly.

Through each other's sight, some unknown things seem to flow through the sight, enter the bottom of the eyes, and bury each other's hearts.

They looked at each other for a long time, and neither of them had the intention of taking the initiative to step forward.

The two are obviously not far apart, but it makes people feel like they are separated by a world.

Particularly distant.

As the time passed, the eyes that were silently staring at Nan Yichen gradually stopped bright, and became dim, and slowly, the eyes of the silent iron lowered down, stood in place for a few seconds, turned around, disappeared in the crowd, and disappeared from Nan Yichen's sight.

Nan Yichen was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to shout.

Then, in the end, he didn't shout, just frowned, and watched the silence disappear into his eyes.