How could Xiao Chen not know what Yang Yaoyao was thinking? When Yang Yaoyao was chatting with Lin Yuting at night, he overheard it outside. But Yang Yaoyao was still a little arrogant. In addition, it had been half a year since she graduated. This big
A total of two people in half a year
They had only met twice, and this time Xiao Chen also wanted to test her attitude. From Yang Yaoyao's evasive eyes, Xiao Chen, an old wolf among flowers, could still see something fishy. If nothing else, Yang Yaoyao was very interested in herself.
It should still have that meaning.
He didn't expect to meet Yang Yaoyao here, and Yang Yaoyao didn't expect that he couldn't get rid of Xiao Chen no matter where he went. This guy would always break into his heart from time to time, even if he was hugging another person now.
Woman, my distant cousin.
"Maybe Xiaoqi, Cousin Yang Lan and others also have this mentality..."
Yang Yaoyao secretly wondered why Yang Lan, Wang Xiaoqi, the others, and the group of outstanding women in Haiguan Tianbao Villa all fell in love with Xiao Chen. Maybe they also had such moments.
Fortunately, everyone did not wait too long. Mr. Yang appeared on the stage. He appeared in a blue-grey cloth, but he was full of momentum. The old man was not supported by anyone, and his eyes were still shining. He was a man who was about 1.8 meters tall.
The sturdy old men on the left and right looked brilliant, and their brows were full of heroic spirit.
"Is this old man still half a cultivator?"
Xiao Chen was slightly surprised. This old man Yang still exuded a faint aura, which seemed to be the aura of a cultivator. However, this aura was too thin. Even the disciples at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage were stronger than him.
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But even so, this aura still brought incomparable benefits to the old man. At least he still looks very strong at the age of more than eighty years old, thanks to this small aura.
As soon as the old man appeared, everyone in the venue became quiet. The old man stroked his white beard and said with a slight smile: "Thank you everyone for coming to this cocktail party hosted by Mr. Yang..."
All the guests in the audience also said that Mr. Yang was too harsh. The faces of the Yang family also felt bright. Mr. Yang's appearance was quite harmonious, and his white beard with no traces was even more impressive.
In fact, this cocktail party was not very formal. Mr. Yang invited some friends from the business world. In addition, except for the deceased eldest brother and the younger brother and sister who had gone abroad, the rest of the Yang family did not come.
Everyone is here, it's more like an internal gathering of the Yang family.
Soon, Mr. Yang came to the group of descendants of Yang Ningmei, his father. Mr. Yang saw classmate Xiao Chen at first sight, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This little Ningmei kid has always had a very discerning eye.
She is very picky when choosing men. This guy only has one arm and is still favored by her. He must have a lot of background.
"Girl, why don't you introduce your boyfriend to me?" Mr. Yang nodded slightly to Xiao Chen with a warm look on his face.
Yang Ningmei's pretty face turned red for no reason, she held Xiao Chen's arm and smiled: "Grandpa, you'd better let him speak for himself, it's not a nice name..."
Xiao Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. This girl is real. She is just pretending to be your boyfriend. It is necessary to be so realistic. However, looking at Yang Yaoyao's somewhat troubled expression, Xiao Chen was secretly happy in his heart.
"Hello, grandpa, my name is Xiao Chen." Xiao Chen's introduction was not complicated, but it attracted Yang Ningmei's secret pinch. What are you calling nonsense? Why did you call me grandpa? Is that what you called grandpa too?
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But Mr. Yang laughed and praised: "Young man is very energetic. Ningmei has good taste. Today, Xiaochen, you have to drink a few more glasses to stop Ningmei from drinking. This girl's drinking capacity is not good...
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"Haha, I will definitely drink a few more drinks..." Xiao Chen smiled lightly and did not avoid the old man's gaze.
Mr. Yang's eyes showed surprise, and then he smiled and said: "Haha, then I have to test your drinking capacity..."
Xiao Chen smiled and said nothing, showing his confidence, but Yang Ningmei quietly pulled him to her ear and hummed: "You are really asking for trouble. My grandpa is a drunkard, and ordinary people can't drink from him.
of……"
Mr. Yang had already turned his attention to his grandson Yang Gang, while Xiao Chen leaned close to Yang Ningmei's ear and whispered: "You'll have to wait and see. Besides, your grandpa can't compete with me for the bar at a cocktail party like this...
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"That's not necessarily true..." Yang Ningmei smiled, but felt a little disappointed in her heart.
Because what Xiao Chen just said was "your grandpa" instead of "grandpa", it seemed that he switched from real to fake boyfriend in the blink of an eye.
While he was talking, classmate Yang Gang had already taken out the gift he had carefully prepared. Xiao Chen's brows suddenly wrinkled, and a familiar aura appeared.
"Hey, grandpa, you will definitely like what I found this time. If you don't like it, you can hit me with a hundred blows..." Yang Gang joked confidently and took out a box packed with exquisite forgings.
This box is about the same size as a shoe box.
Mr. Yang's precious grandson Yang Gang was about to give him a gift, which naturally attracted some guests to watch. Everyone wanted to see what this living treasure could give the old man that he would definitely like. Anyone who is familiar with the old man knows that,
In fact, the old man does not have high requirements for money, collections, or food. In the Yang family, the old man always advocates frugality and not extravagance and waste.
"Xiao Gang, what are you giving me? It can't be a pair of shoes, right?" Yang Gang's aunt Yang Zhihua asked a little confused. The packaging box of this thing looks like a pair of shoes.
"Even if the shoes are given as a gift, Xiaogang will definitely choose a good pair of shoes..."
"Yes, how can Xiaogang give away shoes that are too bad..."
Yang Zhihua's questioning aroused laughter from some of the surrounding guests. They all thought that what Yang Gang was going to give was a pair of shoes. Many people were still secretly cursing in their hearts that this guy was really unlovable. How could he just give a pair of shoes?
Mr. Yang is still missing his shoes?
Yang Gang, while untying the iron on the box, snorted coldly: "What do you know? These are treasures. They are not the shoes you are talking about..."
"Haha, Xiaogang is the most noisy, please don't be surprised..." Mother Yang smiled a little ugly at the side, trying to smooth things over for her son.
If this kid really just bought a pair of shoes, he would be infuriating the old man's face. This kid is really, really annoying.
[First update today, I’m going to my father-in-law’s house on the 4th. I estimate I won’t be back until the evening of the 5th. I’ll save 10,000 words in two days on the 4th and 5th. Then, I’ll automatically update 5,000 words a day. After I get back on the 5th, I’ll continue on the 6th.
Continue, anyway, this month will be at least 210,000 words, just a lot more]