The moment he met the man's eyes, a chill appeared on Ruan Anlan's back spine.
Ruan Anlan quickly withdrew her gaze.
But the man curled the corners of his mouth in a gloomy and unpredictable way.
No one seemed to notice this scene, and it only happened in a few short seconds.
This person is Zheng Zhonghong, the second son of the Zheng family.
"Zhonghong, you are here too."
As soon as Zheng Zhonghong appeared, the old man's attention finally shifted from Zhang Mingdong's picture.
The people around him who celebrated their birthday respectfully greeted Zheng Zhonghong.
It seems that Zheng Zhonghong's identity does not seem to be very simple.
Even the old man's eyes were on him, with a gentle smile.
"Uncle Gu, I wish you a happy birthday. My father has been in poor health recently and has no way to get out of here for the time being, so I have to celebrate my birthday on my behalf. I wish you good health and longevity than Nanshan."
As he said that, Zheng Zhonghong made a gesture, and immediately a follower presented his generous gift.
It is an extremely expensive brush.
It's a bit worse than Gu Tingyuan's one, but it's also a precious item that appears in the auction house, and it can't be taken down without millions.
The old man loved these things quite liked, so he naturally accepted them with a smile, "Then, thank you Zhonghong for your kindness. Please tell me, I hope my father will improve as soon as possible, and we can also learn chess skills together in the future."
Zheng Zhonghong smiled and said, "It must."
As he said that, Zheng Zhonghong paused, and his eyes fell on Ruan Anlan again.
It seemed extremely surprised. Zheng Zhonghong's pupils were light in color, and his cold eyes kept lingering on Ruan Anlan's body, as if he was looking at something.
Ruan Anlan frowned uncomfortable.
The next second, a wide and warm hand held her wrist.
Before Ruan Anlan could react, Gu Tingyuan had already pulled her wrist and brought her behind him.
Ruan Anlan raised her head in surprise and looked at Gu Tingyuan's cold side face. He pursed his lips tightly, his jawline tightly, and seemed to be in a gloomy mood.
Because of Gu Tingyuan's small move, Zheng Zhonghong was stunned for a moment, then thoughtful again and looked at Ruan Anlan intriguingly.
"I don't know if you are here today and the hospitality is not good, so please bear it."
Gu Tingyuan's voice was not warm, and his cold voice made his already cold facial features look inhumane.
When he said these words, his dark pupils slashed on Zheng Zhonghong like sharp blades.
How can Zheng Zhonghong not feel it?
He shook his head funny: "No, I am here to celebrate Uncle Gu's birthday, so why should I entertain you?"
"But..." Zheng Zhonghong paused and looked at Ruan Anlan thoughtfully, "I always feel that the great niece-in-law gives me a sense of familiarity..."
This old-fashioned and terrible line.
If it weren't for Ruan Anlan being Gu Tingyuan's wife and Zheng Zhonghong was in love with his children, it would sound like it would be misunderstood.
Gu Tingyuan's face became a little cold, almost to the point where he could not bear it. "Is that right? Then, how can you tell me, how familiar?"
"Gu Tingyuan..." Ruan Anlan was afraid that Gu Tingyuan would make trouble in public, so he hurriedly pulled his hand.
But Gu Tingyuan seemed to have no sense at all, still standing there, confronting Zheng Zhonghong.
Zheng Zhonghong answered honestly without even realizing it, "The nose, eyes, and eyes are all very similar..."
After a pause, Zheng Zhonghong's eyes dimmed a little, and he added: "One of my old friends."