Yi nianxue nodded as if the chicken pecked at the rice and agreed with Wang Yawen very much.

"This big ice cube doesn't seem like a normal person's mind. It's very possible not to come here. He hates these noisy environments. I think he has an iceberg face every day."

Yi nianxue evaluated Hou Chengyi in her heart.

"Shit, that's a great evaluation. Ha ha ha ~" Wang Yawen smiled and burst into tears. "I don't know what Hou Chengyi's expression would be if he heard you divide him into a column with the monk. I must tell him when I have a chance."

"Yawen, look at me, look at my expression." Yi nianxue solemnly called Wang Yawen, "Wuwu ~ please. Don't tell the big ice. If you tell him, I'll be miserable. The big ice is so careful that he won't spare me."

Wang Yawen had no reaction and looked straight in front of her. Yi nianxue was puzzled and looked forward along Wang Yawen's eyes.

A graceful middle-aged man, elegant dark suit. The hair is carefully combed and waxed, a pair of glasses that may be crystal, and a Rolex watch. Rolex watch. Yi nianxue saw the same style of watch on Zhang De's wrist, so she recognized it at a glance. However, who is the shy and exaggerated cosmetic woman around the middle-aged man?

Although the man is well maintained, he is about 50 years old, and the cosmetic woman around him is in her twenties. Are they father and daughter?

"Teng ~" Wang Yawen, beside Yi nianxue, holding a glass of champagne, walked to the two people who were still talking and laughing. The plastic surgery woman still slapped the middle-aged man around her.

"When did you two come here? Does my mother know?" Wang Yawen stared at the cosmetic woman beside the middle-aged man and looked up and down. If her eyes could be machine guns, the cosmetic woman would have been screened by Wang Yawen's eyes.

"Yawen, when did you come? Why didn't you tell your father?" the middle-aged man looked at Wang Yawen in surprise.

Wang Yawen didn't even look at the middle-aged man. His words were sarcastic and dismissive: "you know I'm your daughter, Wang Decai. I've been back for so long. Have you ever found your daughter? I've been with this little fox spirit every day. How many times have you been home?"

Yi nianxue heard a clue not far away. This elegant middle-aged man is Yawen's father. Yawen looks really like her father! Yi nianxue worried about what happened to Wang Yawen, so she quickly got up and came to Wang Yawen.

The face of the middle-aged man was a little red: "how can you talk, how can you call your father's name? There are so many uncles and uncles looking at you here. Stop it."

Wang Yawen splashed the champagne in her hand on the face of the cosmetic woman. The cosmetic woman exclaimed and hid next to Wang Yawen's father.

"Pooh, Wang Decai. How can you tell me to stop making trouble? If you openly bring a junior to such a place, you won't be ashamed? There's a place for your face. How long have you been with this plastic surgery ghost? Do you mean it?"

Wang Yawen's steaming words blocked her father's words.

Wang Decai's properly maintained face turned red, and his wrinkles were full of hidden anger: "don't make trouble for me, go home quickly."“