As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of everyone present became meaningful.
This Zheng Zhonghong is very courageous.
Although the Zheng family is also one of the four major families in Nancheng, if compared with the Gu family, it is far from comparable.
At least in recent years, the distance between the Gu family and the other three of the four major families has become wider and wider.
Zheng Zhonghong actually dared to say such words to Gu Tingyuan's wife in front of Mr. Gu Changzheng and Gu Tingyuan...
No matter what his true meaning is, when such words are heard in the ears of others, they are still somewhat ambiguous.
Gu Tingyuan's expression was indeed very ugly, and his handsome and handsome face seemed to be wrapped in the frost from a thousand-year glacier, which made people shudder.
But before he could get angry, Zheng Zhonghong probably sensed something was wrong and laughed to himself to resolve the embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I just feel that my nephew's wife is somewhat similar to an old friend of mine, so... I don't mean anything else.
, My dear nephew, don’t misunderstand me.”
Seeing that Gu Tingyuan didn't respond and that there were pairs of eyes staring closely at him, Ruan Anlan pulled Gu Tingyuan's hand and signaled him not to make the matter a big deal.
After all, today is grandpa's birthday party, and it is only fitting that the protagonist is his old man.
Fortunately, Gu Tingyuan finally returned to his senses. After a brief moment of gloominess, he curled his lower lip expressionlessly.
This article is over.
At this time, there was sudden commotion in the crowd.
The crowd spontaneously separated into a path. At the end of the path, an old man wearing a moon-white tunic suit and a pair of black cloth shoes slowly walked over.
Behind the old man, there were two young men, one tall and one short, stroking the old man's arms respectfully. The three of them walked slowly but unusually firmly in the direction of Mr. Gu.
Some of the people present recognized the old man's identity at a glance, and their jaws dropped to the ground in surprise.
"It turns out...it's Mr. Mei..."
"Mr. Mei? What Mr. Mei?"
"That's the master of folk art, Mr. Mei Lindong Mei! Mr. Mei, who has been on the stage of the National Center for the Performing Arts many times and has performed for the person above and even for all the powerful people in Country Y and Country M!"
"It's actually Mr. Mei? But doesn't it mean that even if the man from Nancheng comes, he may not be able to invite Mr. Mei? No matter how powerful Mr. Gu is, he shouldn't have such a big reputation, right? Mr. Mei is out of the picture.
Ming has a weird temper and never cares about external things. How did you invite him here?"
…
Everyone expressed their shock at every turn.
At this moment, Gu Changzheng was no less surprised than these people.
When Gu Changzheng saw the face of the visitor clearly, his hands were shaking slightly in shock.
With the help of the housekeeper, Uncle Zhou, Gu Changzheng stood up slowly, with an excited expression and tears shining in his eyes, and started to walk towards Mei Lindong.
"Mr. Gu, please wait!" Mei Lindong quickened his pace and stood in front of Gu Changzheng.
Mei Lindong's white hair was slightly old, with deep wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were resolute, revealing a spirit that no young man had ever seen before.
"Old sir..." Gu Changzheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, his expression of excitement could not be concealed. He could hardly believe what he saw, "Old sir, is it really you?"
Some people present who did not understand the direction of the matter also looked at him in surprise and confusion.
