Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

He said: "I remember that he was half an hour late that day. This time, he was more interested in celebrating my birthday than anyone else!"

Listening to his sour tone, Ye Lan couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Dad, don't be jealous. It's not like you don't know his virtues. As long as he can marry Nian Nian, I will go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha and pay for the sesame oil." OK!"

Ye Maoshan was still a little unhappy at first, but when he heard what she said, he came back to his senses, smacked his lips, and complained unceremoniously: "That's right. You can't ask too much from a weakling."

"As long as I can have more grandchildren, I will wake up laughing in my dreams." He couldn't help but smile as he said this, as if he was drinking wedding wine today.

Ye Lan thought to herself and said, "I just don't know who the witness this guy prepared for Nian Nian is? Did he reveal it to you?"

Mr. Ye was originally very happy, but as if he had been stepped on, the corners of his mouth suddenly drooped: "When you mention this, I get angry!"

"I originally spent ten days and a half looking for Lao Jiang, and I was about to convince him to be a witness to Nian Nian's adulthood. But this brat stepped in and I don't know who arranged it, and he just squeezed out my seat. Sorry. This brat...forget it, expel him from the house!"

Ye Lan saw that he was so angry that he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry again, and hurriedly gave him some relief: "You'll know after you see it."

Today is a good day after all.

Mr. Ye soon became less angry. He stared at the stage with a pair of sharp eyes. Soon he saw several people walking in pushing a ten-story cake.

At a glance, he noticed that the person pushing the cake looked familiar.

"That's..." He patted Ye Lan on the shoulder and pointed at the leader.

The woman, who is about forty years old, has been sick all year round, her complexion is not very good, and her skin is a little dull and sallow, but her facial features are neat and graceful, and she has a unique style of her own.

When Mr. Ye saw Xie Tingyun, he still didn't recognize him.

But when he saw the person next to Xie Tingyun, he stood up from his seat and was a little excited: "That's Feng, Mr. Feng?"

Feng Yu looks more like an ordinary person than Xie Tingyun.

He is 1.7 meters tall or short, and has dark skin and an ordinary appearance. If he hadn't come in with Xie Tingyun and the others, he would have looked like an ordinary little old man walking on the street.

But everyone at the scene who had some eyesight was as excited as Mr. Ye when they saw Feng Yu.

"It's Mr. Feng!" To the right of the main table, Master Cheng of the Ninth Institute stood up as excitedly as Ye Maoshan, his eyes flashing.

Bo Jingxing had been to Independent Continent and knew Feng Yu. He was as excited as him and turned around to explain Feng Yu's identity to the others in the Jiu Institute.

Feng Yu, the director of the First Independent Continent Research Institute, is enough to look down on most people in Beijing.

People like Feng Yu rarely come out of the mountains.

He rarely even appears in such social occasions in Independent Continent, but today he came to Beijing to be a witness to Qiao Nian's coming-of-age ceremony!

This row of noodles!

Very Qiao Nian!

"Why are you here?" Qiao Nian also saw the three people pushing the cake in.

In addition to Xie Tingyun and Feng Yu, Ji Nan also came.

When Ji Nan saw her, his eyes were soft and he put his hands behind his back. He smiled gently and said, "Young Master Ye asked us to come. How could we not be there for your birthday?"

"Auntie is your elder, Mr. Feng is your teacher, and as for me..." Ji Nan stopped hiding and told Qiao Nian that he already knew: "I am your relative."