Zheng Qiankun's congratulatory gift was spread through the door, like a whip hitting everyone's face.
"Is Ye Fan the missing child?"
Luo Feihua and Chen Qingyan felt like they were struck by lightning.
Ye Jincheng and Ye Xiaoying felt uneasy, as if they felt threatened by Ye Fan.
Qin Wuji and Zhu Changsheng also stiffened, staring in disbelief at Ye Fan, who was pulled onto the stage by Zheng Qiankun.
Even Ye Tiandong was stunned on his seat.
The entire audience was stunned, even their breathing stopped invisibly, and they were unable to react.
It is not surprising that Ye Fan is a distinguished guest of the Ye family, and it is not surprising that the Ye family leader and Zhao Mingyue think highly of him. After all, it has been rumored that the two of them regard Ye Fan as their godson.
But Ye Fan was the child of the Ye family who had been missing for more than 20 years, which shocked everyone.
I haven’t found it after more than 20 years of searching. Why did it suddenly appear?
Moreover, Ye Fan is really the son of Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue, wouldn't there be variables in the selection of Young Master Ye Tang?
Many people smelled the turbulent smell of blood.
Only Hua Qingfeng crushed the goblet with a click, with a look of anger and solemnity on his face.
Accumulate grain widely, build walls high, and slowly become king...
This was his and Ye Zhendong's policy, but it was ruined by Zheng Qiankun.
But now that the matter had come to this, there was no point in denying and suppressing it. He could only send a text message to Zhao Mingyue who was changing clothes.
Compared with the shock of everyone present, Ye Fan's mind was even more blank. He didn't react until Zheng Qiankun pulled him up to the high platform:
"Old Zheng, what are you doing?"
"This is the birthday of the leader of the Ye clan. It's a big occasion. Why are you making this up? You're just ruining the scene."
"And this kind of joke will irritate Mrs. Ye. If Mrs. Ye's condition worsens, I will fall out with you."
"I'm just a son they recognize, not a leftover son of the Ye family."
"Let go, let me go down!"
He was anxious.
When Zheng Qiankun comes, it doesn't matter if he becomes the public enemy of the Ye family's nephew, but if he is not careful, Zhao Mingyue will lose his mind and go crazy.
Zheng Qiankun held Ye Fan's hand firmly and smiled:
"Doctor Ye, believe me, you are really the lost son of Master Ye!"
"Today is a great day, it's time for your family to be reunited."
He never let Ye Fan go down: "You should know that I will never joke at this juncture."
Ye Fan's movements stagnated, and his heart suddenly sank.
That's right, Zheng Qiankun didn't have the guts to cause trouble at the Ye family's birthday party.
Could he really be Zhao Mingyue's son? Could Cai Lingzhi's joke come true?
Thinking of this possibility and Zhao Mingyue's doting on him, Ye Fan couldn't help but stiffen...
"Master Ye, Ye Fan is the child that Mrs. Ye lost more than 20 years ago."
Zheng Qiankun looked at Ye Tiandong who was being admired by everyone and shouted:
"Today is your fiftieth birthday, I brought him here to celebrate your birthday!"
"I think this is the best gift for your birthday party. There is nothing more precious in the world than the reunion of father and son."
He raised his arms and shouted: "The last son of the Ye family, Ye Fan, congratulates the leader of the Ye family!"
Zheng Junqing and Zheng Siyue also shouted: "The last son of the Ye family, Ye Fan, congratulations to the leader of the Ye family!"
Ye Tiandong stared at Ye Fan sharply, as if trying to find the answer from his face.
Ye Fan met Ye Tiandong's gaze calmly.
But he was also extremely confused. What happened today?
"Zheng Qiankun, shut up! Are you out of your mind?"
Luo Feihua, who was wearing a cheongsam, reacted, rushed forward and shouted:
"Ye Fan is just the godson recognized by Master Ye and Zhao Mingyu. He is not a lost child. Can you please don't do anything to me?"
"Furthermore, the Ye family has been looking for Ye Fan for more than twenty years and spent countless manpower and material resources to no avail. You, Zheng Qiankun, just found the child just by shopping?"
"I'm telling you, on an occasion like today, you don't want to sensationalize or talk nonsense."
She stared at Zheng Qiankun with murderous intent: "Otherwise, the Ye family will be rude to you."
Several elderly people from the Ye family also shouted to the bodyguards: "Why don't you tear Zheng Qiankun off?"
More than a dozen Ye family bodyguards rushed forward.
It's just that Zheng Qiankun was well prepared, and Zheng Junqing and his nephews immediately stepped in to prevent the Ye family's bodyguards from entering the stage.
Qi Wuji slammed the table and stood up:
"Zheng Qiankun, what on earth are you going to do?"
"It's the sect master's birthday, are you here to cause trouble?"
"You Zheng family are still thinking about the fact that the sect leader killed your eldest brother and your little mother?"
"Let me tell you, there are traitors in your Zheng family. It is a mercy for the sect leader to only kill a few of the Zheng family members. Otherwise, you would have fallen apart long ago."
"Give you ten seconds to get off the high platform, or I, Qi Wuji, will sit on the bottom of the cell and I will kill you today."
He waved his hand, and Qi Heng waited for his nephew to come over.
Wei Hongchao also led people to press forward.
Bastard, Ye Fan and the Ye family are always at odds with each other. The birthday banquet announced that Ye Fan was a lost child. This was to make Ye Fan die.
In the future, not only Ye Jincheng and the others will deal with Ye Fan, but the four kings and the old lady will also end up.
Ye Fan will undoubtedly die.
Therefore, Wei Hongchao also hated Zheng Qiankun with all his heart: "Zheng Qiankun, your uncle, get out of here, or we won't be polite to you."
"Hahaha--"
Faced with being surrounded by members of the Ye family, Zheng Qiankun did not show any fear, but instead laughed wildly:
"Lao Qi, although I, Zheng Qiankun, am not a good person, I am not a small-minded person either."
"The Lord of Yemen has done business and preserved our Zheng family. It's too late for me to be grateful, so how can I be resentful?"
"It is precisely because I am grateful to the leader of the Ye clan that I have tried my best to help him find his son."
"Isn't it right for me, Zheng Qiankun, to repay the kindness of Master Ye with the kindness of family reunion?"
Zheng Qiankun committed murder and said: "Or do you, the seventh elder, not want the master's family to be reunited?"
"Zheng Qiankun, don't slander me. It's too late for us to be happy when the Ye family is reunited."
Qi Wuji and others' expressions darkened: "But it's not like you just casually mentioned the lost child, he is the lost child."
Zheng Qiankun laughed loudly: "Lao Qi, don't worry, if the Zheng family dares to give gifts, they must be sincere..."
"Get off!"
At this moment, I heard a powerful and stern shout that swallowed up the mountains and rivers.
Then, several figures flashed and shot into the high platform like sharp arrows.
When Ye Fan's nerves tensed up subconsciously, he heard Zheng Junqing and other Zheng family nephews grunting, and they all fell away from the edge of the high platform.
More than a dozen people all fell to the ground in an instant, looking in pain and struggling to get up.
The next second, Ye Fan saw Can Jian and others surrounding Zheng Qiankun and himself.
"On such a great day, Zheng Qiankun, do you dare to act wild?"
The sharp and domineering voice just now gradually approached the high platform.
Afterwards, the old lady of the Ye family came out surrounded by Ye Ruge and more than a dozen people.
