He represents Ji Qing's position.
When Ye Wangchuan found him, he told him about this plan, and Ji Nan agreed immediately without hesitation.
"...He wants to make up for the 19 years of birthdays you missed." Ji Nan tutted, a little sour but still very sympathetic: "I have to say, it's meaningful for him to prepare like this."
Like Jiang Li, he was not very happy about Ye Wangchuan's behavior of snatching his sister from him. But on the other hand, as a man, he very much admired Ye Wangchuan's behavior of silently making up for Qiao Nian's shortcomings. He was too manly to be criticized.
Xie Tingyun walked up to Qiao Nian, reached out and touched her fine hair, his eyes were as gentle as a mother's, and whispered: "Happy birthday, Nian Nian."
Qiao Nian has never been an emotional person. At this moment, he was dazzled by the light. His chest felt sour and he couldn't describe the feeling.
I don’t want to cry, it’s just... I feel so fulfilled that I can’t express it in words.
"Thank you." She tried her best to control her voice, but the hoarseness that came out still betrayed her mood at the moment.
Feng Yu tried to smooth things over and pushed the cake over: "You are 20 years old, which is a good age. You are still young. Come and blow out the candles."
This one and a half meter high cake looks grand and beautiful with each layer, and there are 20th birthday candles on it.
"Niannian, make a wish." Qiao Nian was still distracted when a man's deep and smiling voice came from the side.
Qiao Nian could see him just by looking up.
He stood under the light, his eyes reflecting the light, becoming the best scenery she had seen today.
Qiao Nian pursed her lips, walked over, lowered her head and blew out the candle.
At this time, all the lights on the scene came on.
Everyone in the banquet hall could clearly see Xie Tingyun, Feng Yu and others.
Master Cheng and Ye Maoshan were the ones who could recognize Feng Yu and the others at a glance. Of course, there were also those who had not seen much of the world and could never come into contact with this level of people.
For example, at the table of Jiang's relatives, my cousin's grandmother pursed her lips, raised her chin and pointed to the people around her to look at the stands, and said disdainfully: "Who are those people? Why haven't I seen them in Jing City? That old man looks very ordinary. I thought she was surrounded by friends who would give her an island if they made a move. I didn't expect there would be such... normal people."
It took her a long time to squeeze out this adjective.
In her eyes, people like Guan Yan are abnormal.
The old man standing with Qiao Nian now looks like a normal person. At least he is not a friend who sounds rich.
Jiang Yao was also arranged at this table. He was looking at Feng Yu and the others from afar and heard Yuan Qing's sigh.
He retracted his gaze and couldn't help but look at Yuan Qing and sneered: "You said he is ordinary?"
My cousin's grandmother looked confused and unconvinced: "Well, I'm not wrong. He looks very ordinary."
Jiang Zongnan ignored her and asked Jiang Yao: "Do you know that person?"
Jiang Yao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Me? I can't say I know him."
He is not qualified to know others.
However, Jiang Yao still said to Jiang Zongnan: "The more ordinary and inconspicuous people are around Qiao Nian, the more extraordinary she is."
Jiang Zongnan pondered over this sentence and actually felt that it made a lot of sense. He looked towards the main table again, his eyes revealing a hint of loss.
He used to be a guest of honor at that table, until he repeatedly indulged his wife and daughter, and finally fell out with his eldest brother's family.
…
Jiang Zongnan is still feeling lost.
There was a noise outside.
(End of this chapter)