Shao Xun took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Thin paper, folded so well that no one knows what it is.

But everyone is curious.

If the person holding this piece of paper is just an ordinary person, probably no one will pay attention to it, but it is Xun Ye who is holding the paper, so of course there will be more attention.

Shao Xun put the paper in his hand on the table next to him.

The slender fingers pressed weakly.

He looked down at the paper on the table, and the white light of the hall shone on the yellow and clear retro furniture, fainting into yellow.

The light passed through Shao Xun's dark eyelashes, dyeing the bottom of his eyes brightly.

The thin red lips moved, and he said, "This is a wedding gift for Young Marshal Yi, it's not a novelty, but it's ...... Yi Dashuai should like it. ”

A piece of paper?

As a wedding gift?

If not deliberately to joke, then there is only one possibility.

The contents of that piece of paper must be precious.

Yi Ninggui himself wanted to humiliate Shao Xun last time and humiliate him in the same way, but the other party not only came, but also looked like a winner.

It seems that his own humiliation has no effect on him.

He didn't bother to give any gifts.

It's just that now so many people are staring at him, he has to go over to see it.

Yi Dashuai stared at Shao Xun's side, for fear that he would make some moths.

It has been a few years since the incident, and there are few people who know Shao Xun, and for that young marshal, his death is respectable.

But that's all there is to it, and after a few months, no one mentions it again, like a gust of wind, disappearing without a trace.

In the first few months, Yi Dashuai also regretted it, after all, he was his biological son, he was very good, and he had great expectations for him.

But no matter how big his expectations are, no matter how unbearable he is, he still has to think about himself.

Today's Shao Xun is like a time bomb, and he doesn't know what kind of impact this bomb will have if it explodes.

Everyone held their breath, watched Yi Ninggui take the paper, and then watched him slowly open it.

Yi Ninggui's expression was also wonderful, from a slight hint of impatience to expressionlessness, until his eyes widened, and the tight groom's dress on his body was rising and falling, telling the master's breathing disorder.

He jerked his head up and looked at Shao Xun in disbelief.

Shao Xun smiled slightly and said, "Dongdajie, I got it not long ago, and it happened to coincide with Yi Shaoshuai's wedding, so I gave it to Yi Shaoshuai." ”

Everyone exclaimed.

In the area of East Main Street, many people want it.

But it's one thing to want to, it's another thing to get it.

Not long ago, I heard that Dongdajie was taken, but because of the tight wind, no one knew who took it.

Now I know, it turned out to be Shao Xun.

And Shao Xun was so generous, he gave it to others as wedding gifts.

Such a thin piece of paper, but the content is heavyweight.

It was so heavy that Yi Ninggui's hand holding the paper began to tremble.

Shao Xun picked up the wine glass next to him, drank half a glass of wine, then put the cup on the table, picked up Yun Fan, and said to Yi Ninggui: "We still have some things, so we won't disturb the Yaxing of Yi Shaoshuai." ”

After speaking, he turned around, and when he turned around, his eyes briefly made contact with Yi Dashuai.

The corners of his lips turned up, and he couldn't tell what he meant.

Yi Dashuai didn't think it through, he saw his tall back, and the hem of his coat fluttered slightly with his movements.

Looking at Yi Ninggui again, he held the piece of paper, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.