Chapter 474

Yan father two people completely did not expect the bodyguard outside the door will suddenly appear.

At a glance, there are eight people in two rows outside the door.

And the bodyguards near the door directly blocked their steps to go out. One of them said to the glass greenhouse, "you two, stay here. It's not too late to leave after Mr. Wen's toast."

Inkstone father Dunbu, even lady is full of panic.

It can be seen that they are both dressed up for the Wen family banquet tonight.

Inkstone father that a light gray hand embroidered Tang suit is very orthodox, capable and accessible. Ms. Lian wears a cheongsam dyed with ink and a handbag inlaid with diamonds, which is very expensive.

But at the moment, standing at the door and being blocked by Shengsheng, the atmosphere is a little awkward and can't make a sound.

Behind him, Wen Jinghong had already stepped up and said, "two old inkstones, please stay!"

The arrow is on the way, and it has to be launched.

Yan Jun leered at the side of Ms. Lian. His expression was serious, and his eyes were still full of cold light.

When Lian Zhen handed them the invitation that day, he meant to oppose coming to the Wen family.

But Ms. Lian thought about Wen Zhiyuan with all her heart, and she agreed to what Lian Zhen said.

Now it seems that it was a wrong decision.

Even lady received Yan Jun's eyes, heart displeased, also don't know where the courage, white his one eye, unexpectedly turned to look at Wen Jinghong.

"Hello, Mr. Wen!"

Ms. Lian's manner is generous, pretending to step forward gracefully. When she saw the inkstone, she said with a angry smile: "Mr. Wen, my girl is not sensible. How can I ask you to propose a toast to us?"

Wen Jinghong, not a word!

He looked at Ms. Lian intently, with dark eyes and pale thin lips.

Lian Bixiu didn't know what was going on. She stretched out her hand and pulled down the inkstone army who was still carrying her back, "old inkstone!"

Yan Shiqi stands by Wen Jinghong's body and looks at Yan Jun's obviously stiff back. She smiles deeply. "Mom and Dad, uncle Wen came here to thank you for taking care of Miss Wen before."

At the end of the speech, Yan Jun turns slowly in this sentence.

When Wen Jinghong's tight face came into his eyes, there was a subtle anxiety in the atmosphere.

Yan Jun's eyes as like as two peas, flashing and half shining, the half full of the peach blossoms, which are full of chill, on the upper inkslab, and her eyes stand almost the same as those of Wen Jing Hong.

"It's all small things, girl. You're making a mountain out of a molehill." What does Yan Jun want to say to break this worrying silence at the moment.

However, the mouth is the blame of Yan Shiqi.

She looked at Yan father trying to show calm, but full of self deception tension.

It is clear that not far away from them is the sound of a harmonious dinner conversation, but this moment seems to have been excluded.

Under the bright light color, in the green and secluded greenhouse, coupled with the blame of inkstone father and Ms. Lian, people can't feel the warmth at all.

At the moment, Wen Jinghong is a gentleman of duanfang who has been taught for many years. Even if he looks angry, he still holds a candid attitude and says to Yanjun, "since you take care of my little kite, my Wen family is not ungrateful. Please have a cup of tea in the back hall and have a good talk."

Although Ms. Lian was mean and not smart enough, she was keenly aware that something was wrong with Wen Jinghong.

Did you find anything?

All blame Yan Shiqi!

Even the lady said with a smile, stepped back and stood beside Yan Jun, "Mr. Wen, we just met Miss Wen by chance. We can't take care of her. Don't listen to my smelly girl.

Besides, it's getting late. We're going to rush back to Licheng later, so we won't drink the tea. "

Yan Jun also nodded at the right time, "Mr. Wen, the little girl is not sensible, and my Yan family will not repay you with kindness. Don't take it too seriously."