80s: Little Sweet Wife

The guests gradually filled up, the front hall was full of people, and the large furniture was waiting eagerly, waiting for the truth to be revealed. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

The Zhao family was full of tables, some distance from Meimei's table.

"Dad, look, Mei Mei and He Lianqing are sitting at a table, as well as younger siblings."

Zhao Yingyong was very excited. He discovered that the relationship between his niece and Helianqing was closer than he thought!

This is really good news!

In fact, the old man had seen Meimei long ago. His thoughts were the same as Zhao Yingyong, and he was both excited and melancholy.

An indescribable feeling!

He didn't expect that he, Zhao Huaishan's hero I, would need his granddaughter to support the Zhao family in the end.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that he was not sure whether his granddaughter would be willing or not!

"Good noon, everyone, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend the banquet. The reason why my husband invited you to come here is to announce a big happy event."

Xiao Meng said with a smile, not at all different from his usual sternness, more competent than the real master of ceremonies.

Xiaomeng handed the microphone to Helianqing, and Yan Mingshun also came over and stood beside him.

"Everyone, let me introduce my adopted son Yan Mingshun, Mingshun, and say hello to the big guy."

Helianqing's voice was very sharp, even more harsh after being amplified by the microphone, it sounded very uncomfortable, but no one dared to express it.

Yan Mingshun took the microphone, took a deep look at Heliance, his lips were slightly sarcastic, and said loudly: "It is my luck for three lifetimes to be the son of my adoptive father. The father's own mission is the goal, and the adoptive father will never be disappointed."

When it came to this, Yan Mingshun looked at Ning Chenxuan and his son again. People who knew the inside story knew it well, and sighed that the wind was going to blow up again in Kyoto.

Heliance felt Yan Mingshun's provocation, his complexion changed greatly, he was about to jump when he jumped up, Ning Chenxuan stopped him, his eyes were warning, Heliance had to sit down reluctantly, but his face was very ugly.

Helianqing snorted coldly and said to himself, "Arrogant child, I haven't made any progress for so many years, huh... Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it wasn't too small, until they could hear it at the table, and her eyebrows pouted, because she felt that the old pervert's words were more about hating iron than steel!

Helianwei's expression changed again, he couldn't help getting up, but Ning Chenxuan pressed him back again.

"Be careful with me..." Heliance said sternly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow flashed past, and Heliance groaned with a sharp pain in his neck. .

Qiuqiu succeeded in one hit, and rushed back to the tree very quickly, asking for credit: "Master, am I amazing?"

"Good, let the old pervert buy you a cart of chocolates later." Meimei said with a smile, Qiuqiu rolled with joy, grabbed the little brother Huangqiu and ran to tease the chicken and the dog.

Heliance reached out and touched the side of his neck, but he felt a handful of blood, and his neck was burning with pain, reminding him that he was just attacked by someone... No, he didn't know what was attacking him.

"What's wrong with Ce'er?" Ning Chenxuan looked distressed, even though he usually scolded Helian Ce when he hit or scolded him, he still loved him in his heart, how could it be that he was his own son!

And it's the only son born to the woman he loves the most, can you not feel bad? ..

Helianze snorted and shook his head, "It's fine."

He could see clearly just now that it was a white shadow that injured him. This scene is very familiar. When Zhao Mei was arrested at the first meeting three years ago, he was also attacked by a white shadow, which is exactly the same as today's white shadow.