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With his eyes unintentionally scanning the people in the front hall, Long Jinyu looked at the man beside him again. The pen is still cold and indifferent, and there is no change in expression www.biquge.info can be seen.

Yan Beiquan is like a person without emotion, Sen Ran's eyes are calm and deep, without a trace of waves.

Only paying attention to the man's expression, Long Jinyu didn't notice the sharp gaze that fell on him, more than a bunch.

"The old lady is ready, it's time to sit down!" Uncle Hong bowed his body, holding the front of his gown in one hand, and came to the old lady Yan and whispered.

The old lady nodded and stretched out her hand, meaning to let someone hold it.

Seeing this, Jiang Mengya and Chu Yanbasket beside her stepped forward left and right to support her, but they didn't want to be rejected by her!

The old man's weather-beaten cloudy eyes stared straight at Long Jinyu, and his tone was cold.

"Granddaughter-in-law, come and help me—" Her voice was not small, and almost everyone in the hall heard this.

The old lady said this with gritted teeth, and the eyes of the girl were not friendly.

"Grandma, do you think there are few people who support you?" Yan Beiquan spoke, and his low tone made the old man's face change instantly.

"Reluctantly?" the old lady and Yan Beiquan looked very harmonious, but in fact, they were like fire and water. The old man named Long Jinyu to see Yan Beiquan's attitude, after all, in front of everyone's eyes, even if a man is angry again, he can't have a seizure.

"Good ......" doesn't want to embarrass anyone, and doesn't want to embarrass anyone. Long Jinyu took his hand and slowly let go and walked to the old man's side.

The group talked and laughed on the surface, and came to the banquet place.

The banquet was set up in the courtyard of the front yard of the Yan Mansion, and the old lady did not go out of the gate of the Yan Mansion, and the birthday banquet gave up the big thing outside. It's just that the guests are entertained in the house, and even the chef is invited from the restaurant.

Long Jinyu helped the old lady to the main seat and asked her to sit down, lowering her eyes and preparing to retreat. Staying by her side, Long Jinyu felt pressured.

Maybe this is unique to their Yan family! Whether it is Yan Beiquan or Mrs. Yan, with them, it seems that he will become small, like a clown!

"Where are you going?" Knowing that she wanted to leave, the old lady said coldly.

"......" didn't know how to answer her words, and Long Jinyu was silent.

On the side, Chu Yanbasket showed a harmless smile, and his clear voice was sweet. Dressed in a sky blue dress with messy hair, with that natural baby face, she seems to be an innocent schoolgirl forever.

"Grandma~ You only have a new cousin in your eyes, and you don't see Lan Lan!" coquettishly, Chu Yan shook her grandmother's arm, like a little girl competing for favor. It's just that no one can imagine that it is such an innocent little girl who hides what a cruel heart.

"You damn girl, why do you give advice on everything!" doting on Chu Yan's forehead, the old lady turned to Long Jinyu and said, "Sit down, sit next to me-" Her tone was affirmative, so that the girl had no chance to refute.

Long Jinyu moved her steps, although she was reluctant in her heart, but she didn't want to make her angry, she didn't look at the monk's face and looked at the Buddha's face, she could endure it this time for Yan Beiquan's sake.

It's just that before he sat down, he was pulled behind him and protected. The neat movements don't give anyone a reaction at all, who can be so domineering if it's not Yan Siye?!

Yan Beiquan protected the girl in front of him, and said in a magnetic voice and uninhibited tone: "We won't join in the fun when it comes to competing for favor and jealousy! It's enough for grandma to have Lan Lan and Miss Jiang by her side, let's just sit here." As he spoke, he took the girl to sit down in a position separated from the old lady by a few people, and her movements were free and natural, which was against the old lady's will and did not offend anyone.

Being treated like this by her grandson, Mrs. Yan's face turned pale for a while, but she couldn't have a seizure. I could only half-squint at Yan Beiquan and his wife, and their eyes were extremely cold.

"What are you doing?" Long Jinyu didn't expect him to disobey the old lady in front of everyone, so he asked in a low voice.

"Would you like to sit next to her?" was another rhetorical question, each time she asked the man a question. What she got was not a clear answer, but a rhetorical question, but the answer she wanted was hidden in this rhetorical question.

"However, you are so old and an elder, you shouldn't go against her in front of everyone, people will say that you are unfilial......" I don't know where to be so bold, Long Jinyu didn't even realize that he actually said that Yan Beiquan was not filial. And for this filial piety, the man has his own understanding. What is filial piety and what is unfilial piety?

From childhood to adulthood, he has been obedient to this grandmother who has never had himself in his eyes, including snatching Su Wenyin without regard for benevolence and morality, and making a little wife for his late father! It's just that no matter how obedient a person is, there is a limit to the bottom line.

Long Jinyu is his bottom line now, refusing to marry Jiang Mengya is the first time he disobeys the old lady, he said at that time that he can listen to her in everything, but only in terms of feelings, he has to control it himself.

"Hehe-elder, then look at what this elder has done to you, what has he done-" The man chuckled, his midnight-like eyes silent and silent, like a vast ocean, deep and bottomless.

Looking at him like this, Long Jinyu gradually thought. He can become the character he is today, maybe in addition to the impact of the Yan family's events on him back then, it is also related to the old lady's attitude towards him!

Yan Beiquan regarded Yan Mansion as very important because there were elders he respected the most. But in addition to instilling in him the idea of revenge and using him as a tool for revenge, this elder has never given him any warmth of home and family affection.

Since it is a banquet, the indispensable thing is toasting, and the protagonist in this is, of course, today's birthday star, the old lady of Yanfu.

But there are also some people who have other intentions in their hearts, and they toast Long Jinyu here.

Jiang Mengya was dressed in a military uniform, her hand holding the wine glass was slightly raised, and her face was full of smiles.

"Miss Dragon—oh no, Lady Overseer's sister-in-law—I toast you, even if it was for me last time... Apologize for her recklessness!" others don't know what she said, but Yan Beiquan and Long Jinyu know it very well. She slandered Yan Beiquan to Zhou Zhilan, provoked incidents, and made Zhou Zhilan disgusted with Yan Beiquan.

Because of this incident, Yan Beiquan also specially warned her that if there was any more news about him and the Long family from himself, then the Jiang family would not want to stay in Beihua City any longer!

"Miss Jiang is serious! It's all over, it's good that it won't happen again in the future. ”

"As for drinking, forget it, I'm not very good at drinking, and it's easy to get ...... drunk"

"That sister-in-law just won't forgive me?" Ignoring Long Jinyu's kind words, Jiang Mengya said that it was a toast, but it was better to deliberately embarrass Long Jinyu.

"Not ......"

"Then drink! Aggressively arrogant, Jiang Mengya looked at the little face of the city, and felt very unwilling.

"Drink!" spoke again, Jiang Mengya's eyes looked at her fixedly. Why, he is not worse than her, and he is a soldier, he is obviously more worthy of him than her, why didn't he choose himself!

"I'll drink for her—" At the critical moment, Yan Beiquan got up. Holding the girl's delicate posture lightly, announcing the right of possession, it is a kind of protection for her.

"No, I'm respectful of her—" Jiang Mengya exhaled hurriedly and put away the wine glass. She deliberately embarrassed Long Jinyu, how could she let her go so cheaply.

"I don't know how to drink......" Long Jinyu obviously lacks confidence, she really doesn't know how to drink. But in this situation, Jiang Mengya made it clear that she was making a fool of her, and she was ruthless, and the girl stretched out her lotus arm when she was only a little away from the wine glass. Jiang Mengya's hand was light, and the wine glass full of wine ran into Yan Beiquan's hand.

Without saying a word, Yan Beiquan was always leisurely, as if people respected him.

"You-" Jiang Mengya was annoyed and angry, if it weren't for the presence of so many people, she was afraid that she would have already disregarded the identity of the teacher's daughter and made a big fuss!

"Your sister-in-law doesn't drink much, so I drank this cup for her. Putting down the cup, the man's eyes frowned. looked coldly at the woman with a pale face who was angry with herself, and her eyes were silent as usual.

"Heh, the Overseer really hurts Madame, Madame has such a blessing, people don't envy it—" Jiang Mengya said through gritted teeth as her nails sank deep into her flesh. The light in his eyes towards Long Jinyu wanted to tear her apart, cold and piercing, and extremely ruthless.

"That's natural, of course my daughter-in-law has to hurt herself-" If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, few people would have believed that such a numb word came from Yan Beiquan's iceberg mouth!

Even Long Jinyu was in a trance for a moment, who would have thought that the coach of the side, who had always said very little, would generously admit that he loved his daughter-in-law.

The eyes were raised slightly, just right with the man's deep and bottomless eyes, and under the cold eyes, there was a gentle light, which made people reluctant to leave when they saw it.

Such an affectionate scene fell in the eyes of Jiang Mengya and the innocent and sweet Chu Yanbasket, and a bitterness floated in their hearts.

"Overseer Yan and Mrs. Overseer are really a couple, so much so that people are a little envious. I'm going to toast you two too, I wonder if the Overseers will be able to appreciate their faces?"

When I heard the sound and looked back, I saw Miyamoto Yukiko standing behind him in a straight suit, and her sassy and heroic posture was not inferior to Jiang Mengya.

Yan Beiquan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, glanced at Yukiko Miyamoto, and then looked at Ichiro Miyamoto who was following her.

Last time, Fuso suffered a big loss, and Ichiro Miyamoto also picked up a life. So when he received the man's cold gaze, Miyamoto Ichiro lowered his head timidly, not daring to look at him.

Just a shallow glance, Yan Beiquan's thin lips were dyed with a hint of a vague smile, and his midnight-like eyes were still cold and silent.

"Why don't the Overseers dare to drink it? This wine belongs to your Yan Mansion, and I don't have a chance to poison it—" Miyamoto Yukiko said defiantly, and took the cup again.

Knowing that she had something to say, Yan Beiquan was not in a hurry to answer. Cold eyes glanced at the cup in the woman's hand, and Yan Beiquan spoke in a calm tone.

"Miss Miyamoto is joking, you are Fusang's special envoy to our Beihua, this glass of wine should be our husband and wife to you-" In one sentence, Yan Beiquan said the point.

Miyamoto Yukiko's external identity has always been a businessman and an elite strong woman in the business world. Everyone knows that she is young and promising, and many shops in Beihua have her figure.

But I didn't know that she was actually the flower of the empire sent by someone to devour Beihua's finance and commerce little by little.

was exposed by Yan Beiquan's identity, although Miyamoto Yukiko was a little surprised how he knew, but he was not afraid.

Today's Beihua is suffering from internal and external troubles, and a patriotic Yan Beiquan is no longer afraid, what she wants is to occupy the entire Beihua, and she wants Yan Beiquan and Long Jinyu to pay for their blood debts.