Chapter Seventy-Two: Who Are You, Eldest Sister?
For tonight, Tang Yue began to hide in the room in the afternoon, opened the wardrobe and rummaged through it, asked the maid, asked Lin Yao, and when everyone said that it looked good, she sat in front of the mirror and dressed herself up with satisfaction.
She cleaned herself up beautifully from beginning to end, and even went to get a hairstyle and beauty the day before, in order to meet tonight.
As a result, the other party greeted everyone, but he didn't say a word of greeting to himself.
How can this be willing!
Tang Yue got up, stepped on high heels and came to Mrs. Tang's side, pretending to come over to join in the fun, and deliberately stood next to Yan Yichen. But I don't want the lively atmosphere to suddenly become quiet because of her arrival.
Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Tang Yue seized the opportunity when she saw this, and moved in the direction of Yan Yichen again, almost touching the other party's shoulder, "What a coincidence, Xiao Yan, we met again." ”
Yan Yichen: ???
Tang Xing: ???
In the eyes of outsiders, it is not clear that they think that the two know each other well and shout so intimately.
If Yan Yichen hadn't clarified, Tang Xing would have almost been deceived by Tang Yue's shameless self-acquaintance.
Yan Yichen frowned, and at this moment he only had the same sentence in his heart as Tang Xing thought-Who are you, eldest sister?
Tang Yue thought that Yan Yichen left in the playground that day, and when she passed by herself, it was impossible for the other party not to imprint her with the halo of a goddess in her mind, and she was still thinking about how to open her mouth without being rejected and asking for her phone number.
She didn't forget that she took the initiative to go to work that day to find someone, but she was closed.
Whoever dared to do this to her in the past would have already put people on the blacklist.
But she ate this face to death, and she actually felt that people who were difficult to pursue were more worthy of her Tang Yue.
It's not uncommon for her to be too easy to get her hands on.
Seeing that Yan Yichen and Tang Xing were almost at the same time, Old Madam Tang frowned slightly, and gently patted the back of Tang Xing's hand with her hand.
Watching the two grow up since childhood, this girl has been shouting every day since she was a child that she wants to be the fiancée of the Yan family, no matter how old and confused she is, she will never forget it.
"Butler, everyone is here, let them serve the food." Old Madam Tang opened her mouth in time to break the silence, which could be regarded as giving Tang Yue a step down.
She knows very well that Xiao Yan's personality is very good, not everyone can easily get into the eyes, her second granddaughter, is obviously not the type that people like, if she rushes up, people are afraid that they will not save face at all.
But Tang Yue was willful, and she didn't have any eyesight, and as soon as the maid finished serving the food, when everyone was about to take a seat, she specially moved the place and came to Yan Yichen's side.
Mrs. Tang, who had already taken her seat, patted the position on her left and directly beckoned Tang Xing to sit next to her.
Tang Yue had a wishful thinking, thinking that where Yan Yichen would sit later, she would sit next to her.
But I didn't want to, my grandmother suddenly turned her head after sitting down.
"Come here." Old Madam Tang looked at Tang Yue and pointed to the position on her right, "You sit here." ”
"Huh?" Tang Yue didn't react for a while.
In the past, she had a really average relationship with this grandmother, but today she suddenly beckoned herself to sit on her right, and the two important positions next to her were not reserved for her parents, but for her?
said that she valued her granddaughter, but the first person to say hello to the old man was her half-sister.
If it was a weekday, she finally had this opportunity to get close to Yan Yichen today, and she didn't want to waste it like this.
So, Tang Yue refused, "Grandma, I'll just sit here, and that position will be left to Dad." ”