When Fei Lingfeng carried Xiaofei over, no one made room for them, so they waited until the gift-giving process began before it was Fei Lingfeng and Xiaofei's turn to step forward.
It was definitely a birthday, so Xiao Fei politely said to Mr. Yang, "Grandpa, I wish you happiness and longevity."
Xiaofei's voice is light and soft, flowing into people's ears like a trickle, making people feel extremely happy. Everyone likes to see Xiaofei's face and listen to her words.
The same was true for Mr. Yang. He raised his hand with a smile, and when he was about to say something to Xiao Fei, he noticed the gem on her chest.
The love of Hela, the love of Hela that haunted him.
Mr. Yang's eyes immediately turned red. He pointed at the gem on Xiao Fei's neck and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan..."
"She is not your Xiaoyan." Fei Lingfeng said and picked up Xiaofei.
It was the first time for Xiao Fei to see an old man so abnormal. She was a little scared. She hugged Fei Lingfeng's neck tightly and whispered: "Uncle, this old man is a bit scary."
"Don't be afraid. My uncle is by your side and will fight for you. He will never let them bully you." With that said, Fei Lingfeng approached Mr. Yang.
Mr. Yang was a little absent-minded just now, but now he has returned to his normal state, but his eyes are still on Xiao Fei, with a look of disbelief on his face. His raised hand shook, then dropped again, and then said to Fei Lingfeng: "This is
Your daughter?"
Fei Lingfeng smiled and said: "Of course not. I am not so lucky to have such a well-behaved daughter. And... thanks to you, I have no chance to give birth to her."
Fei Lingfeng said this in front of Mr. Yang.
Mr. Yang was so stimulated that his face turned pale and pale. His voice trembled, "You, who are you?"
"Who am I? Didn't your son tell you? Didn't he inform you when he invited the guests for you?" Fei Lingfeng asked.
Mr. Yang turned sideways and looked at Yang Youming, who was sharing the cake with everyone. There was a light in his dim eyes that no one else could understand. His voice was trembling, and he finally said to Fei Lingfeng: "Do you know about Xiaoyan?
"
"I know. So Mr. Yang, are you ready? Are you ready to atone for the wrong things you did back then?" Fei Lingfeng raised his thin lips, and his face suddenly became evil.
Mr. Yang coughed hard, and some scenes appeared in his mind.
People can't do bad things, otherwise if they are caught one day, they will feel guilty in all kinds of ways.
Someone once told Mr. Yang this, but Mr. Yang didn't pay attention.
Now he feels guilty. When he was nearly eighty years old, he began to feel guilty and afraid.
"Ahem..." Mr. Yang's mood was not stable enough, so that his blood pressure suddenly rose at this moment.
"Dad!" Yang Liuli saw the old man's body shaking and quickly went up to support him and started calling people.
Everyone at the birthday banquet turned their heads to look at Mr. Yang.
"What's going on? Why doesn't the old man look right?"
"I think he needs to be sent to the hospital. The old man is about to faint."
"It's over, it's over, the old man is really in trouble here!"
Everyone said that they all came together.
Yang Liuli, who handed Mr. Yang over to the housekeeper and the others, smiled at the guests and began to explain: "The old man is too excited, just go back and rest."