The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Under the stands, several male guests drank champagne and chatted. From time to time, they looked back at the dancing crowd with smiles on their faces.

Focusing on one of them, Lin Weiwei stepped forward with a humble smile, "Uncle Yan, can I invite you to dance?"

Yan Mocheng was taken aback for a moment, surprise flashed past, and a hint of admiration slipped out of his eyes.

Among tonight's guests, how many people hate Ling Weiwei, Yan Mocheng can tell after a round of drinking.

Yan Mocheng also knew how many people were waiting to see Ling Weiwei's jokes before the dance, but Yan Mocheng never expected that the girl in front of her would resolve her crisis so easily.

He is her elder and the host of the banquet. She took the initiative to invite him, whether it was public or private, and it was difficult for him to refuse.

And at this moment, Yan Mocheng did not intend to refuse.

He wanted to see how a girl who had been a playboy for more than ten years suddenly became motivated and sensible.

If she is still as virtuous as before, then he has to think carefully about how to persuade Ning Xia to stay away from Ling Weiwei.

"Nowadays, there are still people who don't think I'm old and are willing to ask me to dance. It's a joy from heaven. Weiwei, my honor..."

Putting down the wine glass with a smile, Yan Mocheng stretched out his hand in a gentlemanly manner.

Listening attentively, Yan Mocheng and Lin Weiwei entered the dance floor following the next rhythm point.

In the crowd, seeing this scene, many people dropped their jaws in shock after a brief moment of astonishment.

"It's all right now, isn't it a good show? I told you that Ling Weiwei is not a person who plays cards according to common sense. You still don't believe it..."

On the dance floor, Yan Zitong's partner said with a sneer.

Yan Zitong bit his lower lip, and glared at his partner angrily.

Inexplicably, there is an extra sister like Ning Xia, not to mention, and someone with a bad reputation like Ling Weiwei is invited to the banquet. Yan Zitong feels that she can even spit out the overnight meal.

He wanted to make Ling Weiwei look ugly in front of so many people, so that Ning Xia would never dare to invite Ling Weiwei to the house again, but Zitong never thought that Ling Weiwei would invite her father to be her dance partner.

"Hmph, wait a minute, she's the one to look at."

Whispering, Yan Zitong glanced back at his companion on the dance floor, and nodded at her.

On the dance floor, someone gradually lost the beat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that someone turned his head to look at him frequently, as if to confirm his position, Lin slightly curved his lips.

Looking up at Yan Mocheng, Lin asked with a slight smile, "Uncle Yan, what's wrong? Did I embarrass myself by eating cake?"

"No."

Yan Mocheng smiled gently, "It's just that I suddenly realized that the hearsay is really unreliable."

Understanding Yan Mocheng's implication, Lin slightly pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "People will always grow up, and they will always be sensible. It's just that I was late to be sensible."

"It's never too late to make up for it. It's better than repenting after all the sheep have been stolen."

Said with a pun, seeing someone bumped into him, Yan Mocheng led Lin Weiwei to spin around with quick eyesight and hands, narrowly avoiding that person's bump.

Facing the other party's apologetic gaze, Yan Mocheng's eyes were slightly cold.

If you want to find happiness at the Yan family's banquet, then you are really looking for the wrong place.

"Uncle Yan..."

Thinking to himself, Lin Weiwei's soft call sounded in his ears, Yan Mocheng turned his head, and saw Lin Weiwei asked softly: "What do you think of people who must take revenge?"

"What did you say?"

Not understanding what Lin Weiwei meant, Yan Mocheng shook his head.

In the next moment, there was an ouch beside him, and a pair of figures fell to the lawn with a plop.