"Early? Look what time it is. Yan Xiangyang was accustomed to his attitude, and he put his watch in front of Yan Xi and let him see the time on it, it was half past twelve.

Yan Xiangyang said calmly: "Didn't I tell you yesterday? Today is your birthday, I have invited all your friends for you, and they are all waiting for you downstairs. ”

When Yanxi heard this, he slammed his fist on the door and lowered his voice: "Who let you make your own decisions!" ”

"Your grandfather is also there, I'll wait for you downstairs." Yan Xiangyang left this sentence and turned around and left directly.

Yanxi stood in front of the mirror, propped up on the glass with one hand, looked at himself in the mirror, a few short stubbles popped out of his chin, reached out and touched it, and smirked stupidly.

Downstairs living room, lots of space, but very few people.

A large round table is placed with dishes cooked by Yan Xiangyang himself, and a three-layer cake is placed in the center.

Yan Xiangyang propped his arms and elbows on the table, his ten fingers clasped against his chin, and watched the dishes he had made all morning gradually cool down.

Xiao Yue looked at Yan Xiangyang worriedly, and kneaded the thumb of his left hand with his right thumb: "Uncle Yan......"

Yan Xiangyang's face was expressionless, and he raised his hand to signal: "It's okay." ”

The old man sitting on the throne folded his hands on his crutches, and his kind face was full of solemnity.

"I'll call ...... myself," he said, and before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Yanxi who walked down the spiral staircase.

"No need grandpa, I'm already here."

Yan Xi's eyes swept over everyone at the table, Shi Jinyan, Luo Changge, Ye Ying, Yan Chishan, Yan Xiangyang, and Xiao Yue sitting next to him.

He walked to the vacant seat next to the old man and sat down, and greeted the old man respectfully: "Grandpa." ”

After greeting Shi Jinyan and them in turn, Yan Xiangyang looked at him: "Didn't you see that Xiaoyue was also there?" ”

Xiao Yue lowered her eyes, put her hands around Yan Xiangyang's arms, and signaled that it didn't matter.

Yanxi sneered when he heard this, it was okay not to mention her, he could pretend that he didn't see it, he stroked his hair, and the whole thing was a little frivolous and cynical.

"I want to ask you, why did I invite such an unrelated person to my birthday party?"

He looked at Yan Xiangyang, with an alternative scrutiny in his eyes, Yan Xiangyang's face was calm, and there was a hint of shallow anger in his tone: "Why is Xiaoyue an irrelevant person?" She's your fiancée! Now and later! ”

"Feast to the sun!" Yan Xi stood up violently, slapped his palm on the table, and then stretched out his finger and pointed at Yan Xiangyang and said angrily, "There are some things I don't want to say in front of my grandfather and my friends, you'd better give me moderation!" ”

Yan Xiangyang's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if he could drip water, and he looked up at Yan Xi: "You dare to talk to me like this, Yan Xi, what about your upbringing?!" ”

"Upbringing? I'm not just a ...... with a mother and without a mother."

"Enough! And there's no end!? ”

The old man Yan, who had not spoken, slapped the table and got up, holding his cane with both hands, and his body trembled a little with anger.

"I'm here to celebrate Xi'er's birthday today, not to be embarrassed!"

Yan Xi hurriedly went over to support Old Man Yan: "Grandpa, I'm sorry." ”

"I'm sorry, Dad." Yan Xiangyang lowered his head and apologized.

Old Man Yan patted Yan Xi twice on the arm that Yan Xi was holding him, and then said to Yan Xiangyang: "Yan Xiangyang, what Xi'er doesn't want, I don't want anyone to force him, even if it's you as a father." ”。

Yan Chishan directly said the words to death, leaving him no room, and after speaking, he asked Yan Xi to help him leave.