He said: "I remember that he was half an hour late that day. This time Nian Nian's birthday, he cared more than anyone else!"
Ye Lan listened to his sour tone and said with a smile: "Dad, don't be jealous. You know his character. As long as he can marry Nian Nian, I will go to the temple to burn incense and pay the incense money!"
Ye Maoshan was feeling a bit upset at first, but after hearing what she said, he came to his senses. He smacked his lips and said unceremoniously, "That's right. You can't ask too much of a gigolo."
"As long as I can have one more granddaughter-in-law, I will wake up smiling in my dreams." He couldn't help but smile when he said this, as if he was drinking wedding wine today.
Ye Lan said to himself: "I just don't know who the witness this guy prepared for Nian Nian is? Did he tell you?"
Mr. Ye was originally very happy, but as if his tail was stepped on, the corners of his mouth drooped all of a sudden: "When you mention this, I get angry!"
"I had been trying to persuade Lao Jiang for ten days and a half months, and I was about to convince him to become a witness to Nian Nian's coming of age. But then this brat came in and I don't know who he arranged, but he squeezed me out of the position. This brat... should just be kicked out of the family!"
Seeing that he was very angry, Ye Lan was immediately in a state of not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly helped him to breathe on his back: "You will know after you have seen it."
Today is a good day after all.
Mr. Ye soon became less angry. He stared at the stage with his sharp eyes, and soon saw several people walking in pushing a ten-layer cake.
He noticed at first glance that the person pushing the cake looked familiar.
"That's..." He patted Ye Lan on the shoulder and pointed at the leader.
The woman, who was about forty years old, was sick all year round. Her complexion was not very good and her skin was a little dull and sallow, but her facial features were regular and her demeanor was outstanding, and she had her own style.
When Mr. Ye saw Xie Tingyun, he didn't quite recognize him.
But when he saw the person next to Xie Tingyun, he stood up from his seat and asked excitedly: "Is that Feng, Master Feng?"
Feng Yu looks more like an ordinary person than Xie Tingyun.
He is 1.7 meters tall, which is neither tall nor short, with dark skin and ordinary looks. If he hadn't come in with Xie Tingyun and the others, he would have just been an ordinary old man walking on the street.
But anyone with a little bit of insight at the scene was as excited as Grandpa Ye the moment they saw Feng Yu.
"It's actually Master Feng!" On the right side of the main table, Master Cheng from the ninth table stood up as excitedly as Ye Maoshan, with light flashing in his eyes.
Bo Jingxing had been to Independent Island and knew Feng Yu. He was as excited as he was, and turned to explain Feng Yu's identity to the other people in the Ninth Institute.
Feng Yu, the director of the First Research Institute of Independent Continent, this identity alone is enough to make him look down on most people in Beijing.
People like Feng Yu rarely come out.
He rarely even appears at such social occasions in the Independent Continent, but today he actually came to Beijing to be a witness to Qiao Nian's coming-of-age ceremony!
This lineup!
It’s very Qiao Nian!
"Why are you here?" Qiao Nian also saw the three people pushing the cake in.
In addition to Xie Tingyun and Feng Yu, Ji Nan also came.
Ji Nan saw her with a gentle look in his eyes. He put his hands behind his back and smiled gently, saying, "Young Master Ye asked us to come. How could we not be there for your birthday?"
"Aunt is your elder, Master Feng is your teacher, and as for me..." Ji Nan didn't hide it anymore and told Qiao Nian that he knew everything: "I am your relative."
(End of this chapter)