Wen Zhiyuan, who followed them, was slightly drunk on her face. She stepped in with a smile and saw Ms. Lian as soon as she raised her eyes.
She was stunned in the same place, smile also coagulated in the mouth, temporarily forgot to respond.
Why are they here?
After my father's toast, didn't they leave?
At this moment, as soon as Ms. Lian saw Wen Zhiyuan, she immediately moved her body, eager to open her voice.
But she did not take off her words, but her hand was suddenly held by Yanjun. She turned her eyebrows and looked back. She saw that Yanjun shook his head slightly, and her eyes were full of warnings. Due to this palpitating occasion, she did not dare to make mistakes, and could only hold back.
Wen Zhiyuan is very surprised to see Ms. Lian here. At the moment when their eyes meet, almost everyone in the hall's eyes are fixed on them.
It's not mother and daughter, but they look so similar.
But Yan Shiqi is not the Wen family, but nearly 70% of Wen Shucheng.
Before the door of the hall was closed, gusts of cold wind poured in, making people cold all over.
Wen Chongli and Li Bo have been invited to the seat. Wen Jinghong turns and sits on Duanmu LANYA's side. As soon as he raises his eyes, he sees Wen Zhiyuan standing in the same place.
At this time, the atmosphere was eerie.
Although Wen Zhiyuan was surprised that Ms. Lian would appear here, only a few seconds later, a sweet smile rose on her face.
She walked slowly in front of Ms. Lian, reached for her and said with a look of joy, "aunt Lian, why are you here?"
This scene, inkstone when seven inadvertently picked under the brow.
In her opinion, Wen Zhiyuan's reaction was really quick.
In this instant, she can take the initiative to break the deadlock, but took the lead.
Lian Bixiu was held by her, and her look, which had been frozen all night, finally eased down.
She slowly got up and patted Wen Zhiyuan on the back of her hand like an elder who loves her younger generation. Even my aunt didn't expect to meet you here. "
Pretend!
Yan Shiqi was staring at their mother and daughter performing the drama of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. With a faint smile, she was filled with cool irony.
Wen Zhiyuan shakes Ms. Lian's hand in a coquettish way, then turns and looks at Duanmu LANYA, "Mom, this aunt Lian is the elder who helped me in Licheng before. Our family has a special affinity with her. Do you think we are still a bit like each other?"
Take retreat as advance and take the lead.
Wen Zhiyuan's words seem stupid, but in fact, she is very careful.
The appearance of a good girl, first put all the doubts in the hearts of the way out, it seems that she is very naive, as if she can not understand the eyes of the people present.
Is she trying to play childlike innocence?
This meeting, the first sitting Mr. Wen Chongli, a pair of bright eyes on Wen Zhiyuan and Ms. Lian for a few seconds, "don't mention, Xiaoyuan such a reminder, it's really such a thing."
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
As an old man, Li Bo wears his presbyopic glasses on his face and looks at several people.
Then he looked at Yan Shiqi strangely. He patted his thigh and said to Wen Chongli, "old Wen, if you say that, I think that girl looks like you!
Eyebrows, look at the eyebrows. Do they look like you! When I was young, I told you that the old man had a pair of women's Willow eyebrows. The first time I saw her, I felt that the eyebrows were the same as you. "