133 The Centennial Feast
"It's fine." She said, "I'll scold him later." β
"You just scolded him?" It turned out to be angry with me.
"Of course you have to scold." She said: "Such a big thing was completely hidden from me, and I always misunderstood my son. β
My heart was also in a mess, so I hurriedly asked, "Do you think he didn't strangle him?" β
"Since the matter is not conclusive, of course I have to trust my own children." Mrs. Han said: "I have also seen the changes in Amelie, but I used to think that as a mother, there was really no need to kill my own daughter. And Yinyin has this disease, and his behavior is really difficult to judge. Since there are these tractions, and prosperity has forced Amelie, then of course I should believe in Yinyin. β
I thought that was out of place, but I still asked, "And what do you think about him forcing Amelie to kill that kid?" β
She was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why do you think he is hiding it from me?" β
"I don't know."
"Because if I had known first, I wouldn't have known which side I should be on. The child is innocent, but that kind of thing is simply devastating to Yinyin. Now that he has done it himself, then the man is dead, so I don't have to worry about it. She smiled and said, "This kind of behavior is the special gentleness of their family, and the same is true of Yinyin." β
"Oh."
"Don't worry." "He's just getting angry for the time being, and he's not really going to do anything to you," she said. β
I nodded.
That night, I couldn't sleep at all. I guess it was Amelie who strangled the child first, and then let Fanyin see the child's body. Fanyin certainly didn't know that the kid wasn't his, so he was mentally devastated. His spirit is like that, and it's normal to be out of order for a while. Maybe she found out afterwards that Fanyin didn't remember that the child died, so she blamed Fanyin on the matter and told him that he strangled the child when he was confused. As a result, the complex sound was completely out of control, and the spirit fell into a collapse. The next thing is that Father Fan created the current star to comfort him, and maybe it was because it was so painful, he didn't remember it at all.
If that's the case, it proves that Fanyin is not bad, at least he loves his children.
When we went back the next day, Father Fan didn't say anything like he was nothing.
Mr. Han's foundation is of course very good, and with such a goal, of course, I have to go in at all costs, and I have worked a lot during this time.
And since this matter has been said, it has been observed for another week, and then Fanyin has looked at Niannian. Fan's father taught him hand-in-hand, and the two of them always discussed parenting experience together, and they argued because of this, that picture is so beautiful that people don't want it.
Soon, Niannian's 100th birthday banquet began.
The location of the event is another house of Fan's father, I heard that it is his old house, I have not been there. The day before the event, Father Fan's father came to talk to me, and the rhetoric was exactly the same as that of Mrs. Han, so I asked, "Can I participate in another capacity?" For example, cleaners. β
"It's not necessary to be a cleaner, but you have to be there, because Nian Nian might be hungry." Father Fan said, "I originally wanted you to participate as a guest, but the sound was not allowed. Do you know what kind of musical instrument? You can be in the orchestra. β
"Is it okay to get a?"
Father Fan shook his head: "Piano, violin and cello." β
I shook my head: "The cleaner is OK." β
Cleaners are unobtrusive and it's not surprising to wear masks. This not only ensures that my adoptive father can't see me, but also ensures that I can see Niannian.
Father Fan still refused: "I think the waiter can also do it." β
"No, just the cleaner." I said, "Cleaners can bring masks." β
Father Fan immediately laughed and said, "Then you can do whatever you want." β
On the day of the banquet, I arrived early in the morning with a team of cleaners, but there was no work.
The architectural style of Fan's father's old house is very grand, and it is obvious that a large family once lived. However, the interior decoration is too serious, so it looks a little depressing, but it is very suitable for arranging banquets.
The banquet did not begin until eleven o'clock, and because Fanyin did not want to be religious, he prepared to put a peace lock on her with gold and jade.
Once the banquet starts, the cleaners can't go to the front, they have to hide in the back. I chose a nice spot and saw Fanyin with a nurse drinking with the guests. Nian Nian stayed in the arms of the nursing mother and fell asleep very happily.
Mr. Fei and Xiao Huaixin came, and there were many people I didn't know. I was watching, and a person came in at the gate, it was Pu Zhu. She wore a purple gown, and the gold and silver threads made it shine brightly in the light. As soon as she came in, Fanyin greeted her, and the two of them hugged each other.
My heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable, but before I could digest this, a voice came from behind me: "Sister, what do you think this guy is doing?" β
It's an unfamiliar voice.
I couldn't help but stiffen and subconsciously touched my face, but luckily I was wearing a mask.
It was a beautiful and cute young woman, surrounded by a boy who was almost younger than Little Huaixin. They were all dressed in dresses, with beautiful styles and elaborate materials, and were clearly of noble birth.
The boy looked at me with interest, as if he had noticed something extraordinary. The girl didn't pay much attention, and looked down and fiddled with the phone in her hand, as if waiting for a call.
I lowered my head and said, "I'm sorry. β
The boy said, "Wait." β
I had no choice but to move. I'm sure I haven't seen him, and I shouldn't have seen me, and I don't know why he stopped me. Am I just a "cleaner" who doesn't watch the excitement honestly!
The boy stared at me for a while, smiling mysteriously: "Sister Mengmeng? β
Moe?
Who? Sheng Mengmeng?
I hurriedly looked left and right, but I didn't see Sheng Mengmeng's shadow.
The mask on my mouth was suddenly ripped off, I was startled, and the other party was also stunned: "Isn't it Sister Mengmeng?" He was dumbfounded: "I'm sorry. "It's still that boy.
I hurriedly covered my mouth and asked, "Who is Mengmeng?" β
"It's fine." He threw the mask back at me, looking very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, miss, I recognized the wrong person." β
He turned around and was about to leave, and I breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the woman suddenly raised her head, glanced at me, frowned, and showed deep doubt in her big eyes: "Lingyu? β
Luckily, I reacted in time: "What? β
"Nothing." The woman said to the boy, her brother, "Let's go." β
I hope the "cute" in their mouths is not the one I know, otherwise I am afraid that this matter will reach the ears of my adoptive father......
I was putting my mask back on when I suddenly saw a pair of black leather shoes. He walked in front of me in a few steps, with a clear goal and very quickly. I didn't dare to move again until I heard his voice: "Miss Su? β
Pu Lan.
I looked up, and sure enough, it was him.
He was dressed in a black Chinese dress and looked a bit like an up-and-coming young man. Of course, his condition is much better than before the liver change, but he is still very thin and looks very tired: "Long time no see." He smiled a little and said, "Why are you here?" β
"I ......"
"Still wearing clothes like this." Because my voice was so small, he didn't hear me and interrupted me on his own.
I tried to change the subject: "Are you feeling better?" β
He nodded, looking unrefreshed.
"That's good." I struggled to lead to a new topic: "They said you went back to Russia. β
"Hmm." "But I also received invitations," he said. β
Fanyin is really sick, he hates Pu Lan so much, why did he invite him again?
Pu Lan was also silent for a while and asked, "Are you busy?" β
"Sort of."
"Don't be busy." He said, "I would like to invite you to sit down for a moment." β
"This ......"
I was about to refuse, but just now the woman actually turned back, holding two glasses of wine in her hand, and said with a smile: "Mr. Pu." β
Pu Lan turned to look over and laughed, "Miss Li." β
"I didn't expect you to come." Miss Li handed him a wine glass and said, "My father said yesterday that he hadn't seen you for a long time, and he was very worried when he heard that you were sick. β
"I'm much better." Pu Lan said, "But I'm sorry, I can't drink too much wine. β
"Then please drink Lingyu." Miss Li handed over the wine glass.
My legs went limp, who is she? Why did she know me?
Fortunately, Pu Lan said: "She can't drink either, so I'd better come." As he spoke, he took the wine glass and asked, "Does Miss Li recognize Miss Su?" β
This sentence betrayed me directly.
"Of course." Miss Li looked at me and said, "She's an old acquaintance of my fiancΓ©." β
I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to. The people invited to the activities of the Fan family are either rich or expensive, and the richest person in my "old acquaintance" is Su Yi.
Fortunately, Pu Lan asked me intentionally or unintentionally, "Is it Mr. Su's friend?" β
"Hmm."
My adoptive father?
My heart is even more troubled.
"My fiancΓ© is here too." She looked at me again: "Miss Su, don't you want to go and say hello?" β
Of course I don't want to.
"I'm sorry." Pu Lan said: "I just told her that I was going to send her back. I'll think it's better to relate to the old days or another day. β
Miss Li didn't insist, she touched Pu Lan, Pu Lan took a sip of the cup, and she left.
I think the old is just a pretext, she mainly wants to know if I am Su Lingyu.
As soon as Miss Li left, I hurriedly asked Pu Lan, "Who is her fiancΓ©?" β
"It's Su Yi." Pu Lan's expression was a little strange.
I also remembered that I was so busy worrying that I forgot that I had never explained this to Pu Lan, so I said, "I'm sorry, I did lie to you before." Mr. Su is just my adoptive father. β
Pu Lan showed an expected expression: "That's not a lie. Do you need me to talk to Miss Li? I have a pretty good relationship with her. β
"What are you going to say?"
"It seems that you don't want the Su family to know about you." He said smartly, "I can go and talk to her." β