if love is invisible

When Chen Xiaoli saw Wu Yuehua, he was also a little uncomfortable, he said hello to her and left. Even Li Zhaoran only stayed half a minute longer than her, but he didn't have any communication with Wu Yuehua.

It will be time to eat soon, Chen Mian suppressed his doubts and went out with the two children in his arms.

A lot of guests came tonight, and the entire banquet hall on the third floor was full. Everyone was eating, drinking, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.

Sitting on Gu Xijue's left is his son Gu Ting'an, and his wife Lin Xiang next to him. He looked at his silly son who could play with a pair of chopsticks for half a day, sighed heavily, and cast a look at Lin Xiang: "Wife, let's work hard!" Let’s try to have two in the next child! It’s best to have two girls! It’s just a match with their family!”

Lin Xiang gave him a supercilious look.

Song Xigu heard it, and chuckled: "Your son is too dumb, Bao'er doesn't like it."

Gu Xi Jue was not convinced: "Staying has its advantages! He is obedient! And he promises not to mess around outside like me!"

Lin Xiang had a half-smile: "Yes, you're messing around."

Gu Xijue smacked himself secretly, and the desire to survive came out: "My wife, don't get me wrong, I just said it smoothly for a while, I can guarantee that after I marry you, I have never been to a nightclub once, even if I go, I will go Song Ci's 1874 was also with them, I never messed around!"

Lin Xiang snorted: "Then I'm really honored to be able to end the wandering road of a generation of scumbags. Second Young Master Gu, thank you for giving me this opportunity. Since you are all prodigal sons, you have become a good man. In order to protect your good family As a woman and a man, don't go out in the future, stay at home and cultivate yourself!"

Gu Xi Jue: "That that that that..."

"You want to find Lin Dina, Nana, is your last girlfriend? Okay, I'll find it for you." Lin Xiang touched his phone while talking.

Gu Xi Jue stopped struggling: "Don't look for it, all my exes are dead, if you want to find it, you have to go to hell."

"It sounds very regrettable, how about I send you down?" Lin Xiang smiled.

Gu Xijue hugged his dull son and shivered: "Xiao'an, save Dad!"

The one-year-old and seven-month-old Gu Ting'an shifted his attention from the chopsticks to his father, and suddenly became interested in his father's head, and gnawed on his father's head as soon as he hugged it, causing Gu Xijue to drool all over his forehead.

The little boy gnawed with relish.

Han Baoer was originally chatting with Han Qiao in private, but suddenly raised her head and saw Gu Ting'an's operation, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she said in disgust: "Brother Xiao'an is so dirty!!"

Gu Ting'an blinked and cried out loud.

Song Chang jumped off the chair, ran over and gave Gu Ting'an a chicken leg, and said calmly: "Brother Xiao'an, men should not cry, be strong!"

Gu Ting'an pushed his father's head and silently gnawed on the chicken leg.

Gu Xijue was so sad, his son was so stupid, whose gene did he inherit?
He subconsciously looked at Lin Xiang, just as Lin Xiang also looked over, Gu Xijue confessed in a second: "Mine! Mine!"

Everyone laughed.

Han Feishen's voice suddenly sounded through the loudspeaker: "Guests and friends, thank you for coming to my two sons' full-moon banquet. The wine is thin and the rice is heavy. Please forgive me."

"In this special confinement, I want to thank my wife, Ms. Song Siyu, for her tolerance, care and love for me for so many years. Without her, my life is meaningless. Without her, I might not have the courage to live to this day."

"My wife, not only my wife, but also my soul extraditor, is my spiritual pillar. My gratitude and dependence on her cannot be expressed in words. And all I can give her is companionship. "

"So I hereby announce that today, I, Han Feishen, officially quit the entertainment industry!"

"I hope that I can become a man that she dares to rely on and can rely on. I hope that she and the children can be by my side, happy and free of burden..."

Han Feishen has withdrawn from the circle. The news came too suddenly. Nie Ning and Jian Fan Ye Tianye who came to drink were stunned. He is full of momentum in the circle. As long as he rushes a little bit, get a Shidi Without difficulty, he actually chose to retire at this time?
Fortunately, there are many people from the business world and some aristocratic families at the scene. From their perspective, they can actually understand Han Feishen's decision. For them, no matter how successful an artist is, he is still an actor. No matter how much money you make, You are either a showman or a joke, or you are selling your face and body. You are not at the same level as businessmen who use strategy to fight and rob in the business world.

In other words, the value of an artist's existence is nothing more than a boring pastime for those prominent people in the business, government, and military circles. No one will regard an artist as a human being.

Therefore, when the major aristocratic families first heard about Han Fei's sinking into the circle, everyone had only one thought, that is: Han Fei is dead, and the Han family is dead.

Unexpectedly, Han Fei was sunk and abolished, and the Han family was not only not abolished, but its business territory has continued to expand in the past few years, and all of this stems from a woman they have never set eyes on - Song Siyu!

Han Feishen picked up his wine glass and raised it to the remaining six members of the Seven Young Masters of W City: "In addition, I would like to respect my brothers, especially my brother Han Xiaochen. Thank you for your tolerance and support. I……"

Jiang Yang yelled: "Oh, are you still the brother Han I know? Why are you talking so much tonight?! Don't be provocative, we are brothers, why talk so much? Just drink it!"

After Han Fei finished drinking a cup, Gu Xijue yelled: "We have so many brothers, how can we only drink one cup? Toast one person! Otherwise, we are not brothers!"

Han Feishen smiled slightly: "Okay! Waiter, bring the wine!"

A group of men had a drink on the stage, and there was constant laughter. Chen Mian in the audience shook his head and put down his chopsticks.

"Xiaoyu, won't you stop me?" Aunt Wu Yuehua frowned, "Young people can easily lose their sense of proportion when they go crazy, so aren't you afraid that they will fight later?"

Chen Mian smiled and shook her head: "Auntie, Ah Chen is very depressed these days, let him relax, it's fine."

"I didn't expect you to be so generous." Wu Yuehua curled her lips, and suddenly glanced at Chen Xiaoli, who was booing not far away. She looked away in disgust and clicked her tongue, "Some people are really shameless!"

Chen Mian saw Chen Xiaoli, and heard Wu Yuehua's dislike clearly. She lowered her head and drank a glass of water, pretending not to hear clearly, and asked Wu Yuehua, "Auntie, what's wrong? Who doesn't feel ashamed?"

Wu Yuehua hesitated for a moment, then sighed before saying: "I know these words are inappropriate for me to say, but Xiaoyu, you really want to help my aunt this time, I have only one son, Zhaoran and I. I have deep expectations for him, and his grandmother told me before she died, I must look after Zhaoran and take good care of Zhaoran, otherwise he will make mistakes."

Chen Mian's eyebrows twitched: "Auntie, what happened? What happened to Zhaoran? Isn't he fine?"

Wu Yuehua sighed: "What's so good? I hang out with that little aunt all day long, I don't need tutoring, I don't talk about responsibilities, and I even plan to deny my parents."

Auntie, you mean Chen Xiaoli, right?

Chen Mian frowned: "Aunt, what's wrong with Xiaoli? Aren't they getting engaged? What's wrong?"

"Who said they were getting engaged?!"

"We didn't agree with them to fall in love at all!"

"It's not from the same generation! This love affair will make the whole family mess up!"

Wu Yuehua became impatient: "Xiaoyu, you must help auntie this time!"

"How can I help?"

"Help me give Chen Xiaoli a word, just say—"