Wen Jinghong held the wine glass with one hand, and he was standing beside Yan Shiqi at the moment, his eyes were open.

I heard that the eldest son of the Wen family is now taking care of the Wen family's cultural center, a decent person, a pair of eyes that have been baptized by the years, and have not been contaminated by the world.

He has a polite temperament, and because of his high stature, he does not make people feel weak.

Yan Shiqi was looking at him, and so was Wen Jinghong.

He had really never seen a girl so similar to Shu Cheng.

The Wen family advocates etiquette and culture, rarely gets involved in or pays attention to the red tape of the entertainment industry, and the children in the family rarely chase stars.

Now when he saw her at first glance, Wen Jinghong's heart was very uneasy.

After a few looks, a few scrutinies, it was only a moment.

Yan Shiqi bowed politely to Wen Jinghong with a wine glass, with an elegant attitude, "Uncle Wen is serious, my father is sitting in the back, if you don't give up, I will lead the way." ”

"Okay, then let's go over and have a glass of wine. ”

Wen Jinghong admires Yan Shiqi's demeanor and demeanor, she is young and in the entertainment industry, but she does not have domineering arrogance.

Dressed up decently, like a lady.

Come to think of it, her parents must have been good teachers.

Wen Jinghong thought so, pulled out the chair and was about to walk with Yan Shiqi, and Duanmu Lanya in front of the table also wanted to get up, "Jinghong, I'm with you, since it's the trouble caused by the kite, I'll also say thank you together." ”

Duanmu Lanya said gently, but her eyes always fell on Yan Shiqi uncontrollably.

This child's peach blossom eyes are almost the same as Jing Hong.

If it weren't for the knife in the face, how could it be so similar?

As soon as Duanmu Lanya picked up the wine glass, Wen Zhiyuan on the side suddenly gasped a few times, pulled the hem of her cheongsam, and said with difficulty: "Mom, I'm ...... It's a little uncomfortable!"

Wen Jinghong hadn't left the range of the main table yet, and Duanmu Lanya's action of getting up had not been completed, Wen Zhiyuan suddenly whispered on the table, which made them stop in shock.

"Iris, what's going on, is it asthmatic again?" Duanmu Lanya hurriedly put down the wine glass, where can she still care about toasting.

Even Wen Jinghong paused for a second, and looked at Wen Zhiyuan worriedly.

She had sudden asthma before, and the doctor said that as long as it was treated properly, it would not recur, so why did she show signs of illness again tonight.

They didn't bring her any medication for her asthma at all.

At this moment, Yan Shiqi was standing next to the main table, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Wen Zhiyuan panting for breath for a moment.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, and she scured back to her seat, picking up a half-sized box from her previous chair.

In front of the main table, Duanmu Lanya was a little in a hurry, thinking that she planned to bring Wen Zhiyuan back to the front house first.

Even Mr. Wen Chongli watched this scene with a worried face, although the other Wen family members did not speak, the second aunt kept patting Wen Zhiyuan's back with the back of her hand.

As for Wen Erhua, he looked at her meaningfully.

At this time, the banquet was more than halfway through, and most of the people were toasting each other and pushing glasses and changing lamps, all of them were acquaintances of the Wen family, and the scene was not very formal.

It was what happened at the main table, and it didn't attract too many people's attention.

When Yan Shiqi returned to the main table with the box, she walked to Wen Zhiyuan's side step by step, and put the box on the table in front of her, the voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly, "Miss Wen, I forgot to give it to you before."

This is an inhaler for the treatment of asthma, and the formula of the medicine in it is found abroad, and the effect of relieving asthma is very obvious. ”