Chapter 477 (1/2)

Wen Zhiyuan seems to have been hit by Leng Yiyan. He holds the glass in one hand and the edge of the table in the other. His figure shakes

”Miss Wen!” Yan Shiqi glanced at her action and said, ”don't stand still. If you faint, are you going to let the Wen family blame you brother Yan?”

Wen Zhiyuan's eyes were full of tears. He looked at Leng Yiyan stubbornly. ”Don't talk nonsense. I'm not feeling well today. Even if I faint, it has nothing to do with brother Yan.”

Inkstone when seven very serious nodded, light ridicule way: ”that you casually dizzy.”

At the end of the speech, she looked at Qin Baiyu, ”fourth brother, let's go out for a walk?”

”Good.”

The man stood up on his knees, and his figure was like a lonely peak, protecting inkstone Shiqi tightly around him.

His eyes were dark and cold. He glanced at Wen Zhiyuan, who dropped his head in a hurry.

When they left the green garden together, Wen Erhua on the main table elegantly put down the dishes and chopsticks. She wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin and looked at the opposite side, ”LANYA, I haven't been back to my old house for a while. I heard that the wing room in the house has been newly repaired. Follow me to have a look.”

Duanmu LANYA's eyes were still following Yan Shiqi. She heard Wen Erhua's words steeply. She stood up with a smile, ”OK, elder sister.”

She has been suffering from no chance to get close to Yan Shiqi, just as they went out, she also wanted to find a chance to observe the child carefully.

Wen Zhiyuan is still pretending to be clever in front of Leng Yiyan. Seeing that the wine glass on his desk is empty, he spontaneously wants to fill it for him.

At this moment, Leng Yiyan didn't speak any more. He just looked coldly at Wen Zhiyuan's affectation in front of him.

From the beginning of the birthday party, he has been vaguely aware of the sometimes obscure interaction between the fourth elder brother and the eldest brother of Qin, including the couple who were taken away from the Yan family just now.

Maybe something's going to happen tonight.

Leng Yiyan raised his eyes and looked at Wen Zhiyuan. His uninhibited eyes brushed his contempt. Then he opened the chair beside him. ”Since you want to toast, are you sure you can drink?”

Wen Zhiyuan's eyes lit up. ”Brother Yan, I can't drink too much. I'm not very comfortable today, but I can have two with you.”

Leng Yiyan's thin lips stirred up a smile of evil. ”Then sit down. Two, that's enough! ”