"The head of the An family is here to congratulate you."
Amid everyone's compliments, a high-pitched voice rang through the sky, instantly silencing the noisy crowd.
The relationship between the An family and the Wang family is not close, and a few years ago, after An Xiangran, the little kid, was beaten by Wang Xiaopang, the An and Wang families have become like fire and water.
Now...he has come to attend the birthday of the old man of the Wang family?
Everyone turned their eyes in surprise, and immediately saw the head of the An family, An Zhenning, walking slowly with his nephew An Xiangran.
An Xiangran's peach blossom eyes were wandering around, as if he was looking for something. When he saw Wang Xiaopang and Bai Xiaochen who were sitting on the seats eating and drinking, his eyes suddenly lit up and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
An Zhenning followed his gaze and saw Fatty Wang, whose mouth was full of oil. His face sank slightly, and he frowned and said nothing.
This little fat man's character is too arrogant and domineering. I don't know why Ran'er is getting together with him now? Even on this birthday, Ran'er begged him to bring him here.
"Master An, why are you here free?"
Wang Yufan was slightly shocked and walked towards An Zhenning with a smile.
"Ahem," An Zhenning coughed dryly, glanced at An Xiangran beside him subconsciously, and raised the corners of his lips, "I brought Ran'er here to learn more, and I prepared a small gift to congratulate the old man."
After saying this, he was about to ask his servants to deliver the congratulatory gifts, but at this moment, An Xiangran had already left his side and ran towards the hall...
But he ran too fast, accidentally tripped, and fell to the ground. A delicate box rolled out of his sleeves. The moment the box spread out, red light filled the air and illuminated the
His pale little face.
"Ran'er!"
An Zhenning was so frightened that he no longer cared about giving gifts and quickly ran towards An Xiangran.
"Ran'er, how are you? Are you injured from the fall?" An Zhenning's face was full of nervousness, and he hurriedly helped An Xiangran up from the ground, his eyes full of worry.
"I'm fine."
An Xiangran shook his head, and took a few steps forward to pick up the box that fell on the ground, but a hand was one step ahead of him and grabbed the box first.
"Oh, you An family are so polite, you actually gave my old man such an expensive gift. I will accept this gift first." Wang Deyi put the box down with a smile, with a sinister light in his eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, the An family actually took the dragon fruit as a gift. If it were normal, he would have no way to do it. Unfortunately, people from the Yao Sect will come later, and this dragon fruit... must be given to Yao!
"The third son of the Wang family," An Zhenning's face darkened, "This dragon fruit was given to Ran'er by my father. It is not a congratulatory gift. Please bring the dragon fruit back."
What he said was quite polite. If the old man had come in person, I'm afraid... he would have snatched it directly.
"Master An, is there any reason to take back this gift?" Wang Deyi's face was very shameless, as if he wanted to seize this dragon fruit.
This incident caused the entire front yard to be silent, with everyone whispering to each other and discussing in low voices.
Although these comments were quiet, were they unusual to Wang Yufan's ears? His face was ugly, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
"Lao San, what are you doing? Why don't you return the dragon fruit to Young Master An quickly?"