80s: Little Sweet Wife

After Ning Chenxuan greeted the good guests, he learned from his subordinates what Meimei had done to Wu Yue, and his face suddenly turned dark. Although he tried his best to squeeze out a smile, he was in a bad mood, and his smile was quite irritating. <щww.suimeng.lā

In addition, there is Helianqing, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he can stir up a puddle of muddy water. Now that he has such a perfect start, how can he not make good use of it.

Helianqing took the initiative to ask to sit at a table with the master, on the grounds that he was a friend of Shouxing Gong for many years, and he had to sit together, so as to show that they had a deep friendship.

"Old man Ning, I give you face very much. I took time out of my busy schedule to congratulate you on your birthday. I found the birthday gift after two months of searching. It took a lot of effort!"

Helian's face was blushing, unlike Ning Chenxuan's black face, he was in a good mood.

Zhao Mei's daughter-in-law, he is getting more and more pleasing to the eye now, she is too appetizing for his old man!

It's still Yan Mingshun's good eyesight and strong will, not empathizing under his coercion, not bad, quite good.

The children born from these two must be quirky and eccentric, more fun than the fatter and fatter rhubarb. Helianqing happily imagined the good life of running cats and teasing Sun in the future, smiling brightly.

Ning Chenxuan's face was in stark contrast to Helianqing's, it was black enough to squeeze out ink, he looked at Helianqing gloomily, and said bluntly, "I don't care about you coming, I didn't give you the invitation. Fa, you can leave at any time."

The others on the table were all the big bosses in the capital, and their status was not low. They were not as afraid of Ning Chenxuan and Helianqing as the others, smiling and watching the fun while eating.

"Don't be angry, Lao Ning, we are all old, we still have a few years to live, don't think about the past, just pretend it didn't happen, and let's enjoy the few remaining time!" persuade.

Everyone else nodded their heads. The first half of their life was spent fighting for the revolution, and they had suffered too much, and the second half of their lives had to be enjoyed.

Helianqing patted the table and said, "I've always been broad-minded, and I don't remember anything from the past. You see, old man Ning has such a small mind that he doesn't send me invitations. I don't have the same knowledge as him, so I have the cheek to eat wine. Now, I also brought a carefully prepared birthday gift, but it will cost me a lot of energy."

He mentioned the birthday gift for the second time, and no one else could ignore it, and he was not deaf.

But these people knew, how could Helianqing be broad-minded?

There is no second person in the capital who is smaller than him, and he will hold grudges more than women. What kind of gifts would such a person prepare?

They don't go to hell.

"You really have the heart, hurry up and eat the food~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These dishes taste really good and the level is first-class." Someone said haha.

A slight smile appeared on Ning Chenxuan's face, "A Ce prepared them all. It seems that the chef was hired from the Kyoto Hotel. The ingredients were also airlifted. Everyone can eat it with confidence. It is absolutely fresh."

"Ace is quite filial, Lao Ning is blessed!"

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Several other people also said some respectful words, nothing more than praising Heliance for his filial piety, Ning Chenxuan is lucky, Ning Chenxuan's mood is better, and the atmosphere is much more harmonious, but Helianqing is not happy.

The filial son in the mouth of these people should have been his!

But now it has been snatched away by the old man with the surname!

He sneered and said sharply: "Old man Ning, I haven't given you the birthday gift yet, so I will give it to you now, Xiao Meng, take out the birthday gift that I found in two months, be careful, Xiao Meng. Green is timid, don't scare it..."

Helianqing muttered in a whisper, Xiaomeng was expressionless, but his body was tense, maintaining a posture of retreating at any time.