The two Yan fathers didn't expect the bodyguards outside the door to suddenly appear.

At a glance, there were two rows on the left and right outside the door, a total of eight people.

The bodyguards close to the door directly blocked their steps to go out, and one of them said to the glass conservatory: "The two of you stay, wait for Mr. Wen to toast, and then it's not too late to leave." ”

Father Yan paused, and Ms. Lian was full of panic.

It can be seen that both of them are dressed up to attend the Wen family banquet tonight.

Yan's father's light gray hand-embroidered Tang costume is very orthodox and capable. And Ms. Lian wore an ink-dyed cheongsam with a diamond-encrusted handbag, which was extravagant.

But standing at the door at the moment and being blocked by Shengsheng, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and he couldn't make a sound.

Behind him, Wen Jinghong had already paced, "Second elder of the Yan family, please stay!"

The arrow is ready to fly, and it has to be sent.

Yan Jun squinted at Ms. Lian beside him, his expression was serious, and there was a cold light lingering in his eyes.

When Lian Zhen handed them the invitation, he was against coming to Wen's house.

But Ms. Lian was worried about Wen Zhiyuan, and with the few words Lian Zhen said, she agreed with her mouth.

In hindsight, it was a bad decision.

When Ms. Lian received Yan Jun's gaze, she was displeased, and she didn't know where she got the courage, so she glanced at him and turned to look at Wen Jinghong.

"Hello, Mr. Wen!"

Ms. Lian's demeanor was generous, pretending to take a step forward elegantly, and when she saw Yan Shiqi, she sneered and said: "Mr. Wen, my girl is not sensible, how can I let you come to toast us." ”

Wen Jinghong, don't say a word!

He looked at Ms. Lian intently, his eyes were dark, and his thin lips were white.

Lian Bixiu didn't know what was going on, and reached out and pulled the Yan Jun who was still on his back, "Old Yan!"

Yan Shiqi stood beside Wen Jinghong, looking at Yan Jun's obviously stiff back, she smiled deeply, "Parents, Uncle Wen came here to thank you for taking care of Miss Wen before." ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Jun slowly turned around in this sentence.

When his tense cheeks met Wen Jinghong's eyes, there was a subtle anxiety in the atmosphere.

Yan Jun's eyes flashed and flashed, and when he was half paid to the inkstone, he was full of cold peach blossom eyes, and she and Wen Jinghong stood in front of him, almost identical eyes, making his expression trance.

"This ...... It's all trivial, girl, you're making too much of a fuss. Yan Jun wanted to say something to break the anxious silence at the moment.

However, opening his mouth is a grudge against Yan Shiqi.

She looked at the calmness that Father Yan tried to show, but he was full of self-deception and nervousness.

Obviously, not far from them was the sound of harmonious eating and talking, but at this moment it seemed to be excluded.

Under the bright lights, in the green and quiet conservatory, with the blame of Father Yan and Ms. Lian, people can't feel the slightest warmth.

At this moment, Wen Jinghong is a gentleman who has been taught for many years, even if his face is gloomy, he still adheres to a downright attitude, and says to Yan Jun: "Since the two of you take such good care of my little kite, my Wen family is not ungrateful, please go to the back hall to have a cup of tea." ”

Although Ms. Lian was mean and not shrewd enough, she still keenly sensed that Wen Jinghong's demeanor was wrong.

Did you find something?

It's all to blame on Yan Shiqi!

Ms. Lian smiled, took a step back and stood beside Yan Jun, "Mr. Wen, we and Miss Wen are just meeting in Pingshui, so we can't take care of them." Don't listen to my stinky girl.

Besides, it's a little late, and we plan to rush back to Licheng in a while, so we won't drink this tea. ”

Yan Jun also nodded in a timely manner, "Mr. Wen, the little girl is not sensible, and my Yan family will not coerce me to repay the favor, don't take it too seriously." ”