Chapter 272: European Wind Castle: Quite Deserving
I was stunned and couldn't comprehend my emotions.
Brother Yan Jia’s teacher’s name is Brother Yan Tengyi. Yan Yan is cheating. Did I hear it wrong?
"Brother, Xiaoyu is here too"
Just when I was doubting my super hearing ability, Teacher Yan Jia explained in a live broadcast that I heard it correctly. He also took Tong Ge’s hand and walked to Yan Tengyi, smiling like a beautiful loquat.
"Happy birthday, uncle!" Hitomi Geyu stood in front of Yan Tengyi, performed royal etiquette in a standard manner, and his smile was full of admiration.
Why is Yan Yeyi abnormal? And Yan Tengyi is very kind to other people. I really can’t understand it? Teacher Yan Jia actually calls Hitomi Goha Xiaoyu? So ambiguous? Why is this?
The nerves in my mind are like a spider spinning a web, making me crazy
"Qing!" Teacher Yan Jia and Hitomi Kaha said hello in unison, which made me calm down.
They sat right across from me. At first glance, they seemed to match each other quite well, but their brains were still very confused.
"Well, haha..." I frowned, but I still said hello with a smile.
"Dear guests, please welcome Director Yan with the warmest applause for speaking to us."
"Crash..."
At this time, the gentleman in black suit had just finished speaking, and a burst of warm applause suddenly broke out in the entire banquet hall. All the guests stood up and stared at the arrogant Yan Tengyi on the podium.
Yan Tengyi is wearing a black suit inlaid with gold. Her royal temperament has become more majestic with the passage of time.
"I, Mr. Yan, would like to thank my old friends who came to congratulate Mr. Yan in vain today. Those who can stand here today are all important friends in my heart, Mr. Yan."
As expected, it was Yan Yeyi, his father, who established his authority from the beginning. Listening to his words, he just said in a roundabout way: Not everyone is eligible to participate in my birthday.
"Here, I would like to propose a toast to you all," Yan Tengyi said, raising the goblet in his hand, and everyone at the table also raised their glasses to drink together, including Hitomi Goha and teacher Yan Jia.
Gritting my teeth, I happily picked up my glass of red wine
He brought the rim of the cup to his mouth and saw that the dark red liquid was about to touch his lips.
Suddenly, the goblet was snatched away. I turned around and looked at Yan Yeyi who had just stood up. The word "Chuan" between his eyebrows showed that he was very unhappy.
"What are you doing? This is a sign of respect." I lowered my voice and glared at Yan Yeyi angrily. It was too much. I don't have as much face as him.