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Yan Zecheng nodded her nose and said, "Did you secretly eat fried chicken today? Auntie told me."

"Really, I just took a small bite." Sensing the danger, Cheng Nanchu immediately got out of his arms.

Yan Zecheng pulled her back, and said with a smile: "Friday is a charity auction, you can buy whatever you like, and the banquet will go, so you don't have to be nervous."

"Yan Sui, I'm really curious. I've heard this name from you all the time, but I've never seen what kind of person he is?" Cheng Nanchu asked curiously.

Flicking her fingers on the tablet computer, she found a photo of Yan Sui, who looked like a gentle and elegant gentleman, a little bit like Yan Zecheng's eyebrows and eyes, but with completely opposite personal style.

"He seems to be a nice person, gentle and elegant." Cheng Nanchu commented.

"The sum of those wastes from the Yan family is no match for him. He is not as simple as he appears on the surface." Yan Zecheng instructed, lest Cheng Nanchu only look at the face and be deceived by this gentle face.

"Of course I know, don't worry, his resume is so beautiful, you can see that he is not a simple person." Cheng Nanchu flipped through his resume and let out a burst of exclamation.

Seeing Cheng Nanchu's surprised look, Yan Zecheng said with some taste: "My resume is more beautiful than his, don't read it."

Why didn't Cheng Nanchu know about Yan Zecheng's careful thinking, and said with a smile: "Of course, who has a beautiful resume like our Yan Shao? At the age of 18, he can turn his hand into clouds and his hands into rain, and he graduated from a first-class university by skipping a grade. Kind, not enough to see."

Cheng Nanchu's compliment made Yan Zecheng a little dumbfounded: "Naughty, hurry up and wash up and go to sleep."

Cheng Nanchu nodded. Thinking of what Senior Sister Song said today, he walked a few steps and looked back at Yan Zecheng and said, "You can't do it, can you?"

Yan Zecheng was stunned for a moment, but did not realize what Cheng Nanchu meant.

"Doesn't my beauty make your heart move at all? Don't you feel impulsive?" Cheng Nanchu asked curiously, keeping a safe distance.

Yan Zecheng understood now, wishing he could pull this girl over and beat her up hard, who is he taking cold showers for every day?
"Do you want to know?" Yan Zecheng asked coldly.

Seeing Yan Zecheng's face darken, Cheng Nanchu shook his head like a rattle, and quickly refused.

Sure enough, a man is most afraid of others saying he can't do it.

"No, I already know, it's all my fault." Cheng Nanchu turned his head and ran away holding his head.

Seeing Cheng Nanchu running away in despair, Yanze City really couldn't laugh or cry.

But when he saw that the tablet computer thrown on the sofa was still displaying photos of Yan Sui, the smile on his face narrowed.

With such a big move by the Song family, Song Yan's position must have been important early on, so what about Yan Sui?Was it involved?

Yan Zecheng sighed softly, turned off the tablet, glanced at Cheng Nanchu's closed door, shook his head, turned and went upstairs.

On Friday, Yanze City sent someone to deliver the gowns to Cheng Nan's home early in the morning for Cheng Nan's primary selection, and even called for a stylist.

The Song family's charity party not only invited many friends like them, but also invited many celebrities.

Song Yan was originally a popular actress, and she came from a wealthy family. Her friends were all rich or expensive. Those celebrities had their own thoughts, but they were very enthusiastic about participating.

Cheng Nanchu followed Yan Zecheng into the venue, watching the people coming and going, it didn't look like a charity party, it was as lively as a celebrity development conference.

However, with the identity of Yan Zecheng, he avoided the reporters and was led upstairs.

"Master Yan, here." Seeing the appearance of Yanze City, a voice stopped them.

Seeing Qiao Zimo, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Cheng Nanchu nodded in greeting.

"Seeing you on the list, I thought I was wrong." Qiao Zimo said with a smile.

Yan Zecheng nodded, watching people coming and going under the stairs, stars gathering, and a special photo wall.

"The Song family's charity work is huge."

"Of course, you and I are both businessmen. You have no idea how much money this charity fundraiser can make." Qiao Zimo joked.

Yan Zecheng was noncommittal, and before he could speak, he saw Song Yan in a decent and beautiful dress, walking towards them with a young man on her arm.

The two of them stopped talking at the same time.

"Acheng, Zimo, you are here, why are you hiding here and chatting?" The young man spoke first.

"I don't care about this person. The main reason is that I don't want to be photographed." Qiao Zimo still looked like a dandy, but he was much more restrained than before.

Today's Qiao family is already a key person to train, so naturally he can't be full of scandals like before.

"Xiao Nan, let me introduce, this is my uncle Yan Sui." Yan Zecheng looked at Yan Sui and said slowly.

"Hello, little uncle." Cheng Nanchu looked up at Yan Sui. He was a bit more handsome than he looked in the photo, with a gentle temperament and a smile on his face. He seemed to be a friendly person.

Yan Sui also looked at Cheng Nanchu. The little girl looked young and beautiful.

But for some reason, Yan Sui felt as if he had seen her somewhere.

Song Yan gave him a gentle tug, and Yan Sui finally came to his senses. He quickly took out a brocade box from his pocket, handed it to Cheng Nanchu, and said, "Don't be offended that it's so late for a meeting gift."

Cheng Nanchu was stunned for a moment, looked up at Yanze City, saw him nodding his head, and then put away the gift box without opening it.

"Thank you."

"Although I am the same age, I am an elder."

"Uncle, stop making fun of your age." Yan Zecheng stood in front of Cheng Nanchu.

Seeing his concern, Yan Sui also smiled and said: "I was surprised when Ah Yan told me that you would come, after all, you never liked this kind of activities, nor did you like such lively occasions. "

Yan Zecheng smiled and said: "People will always grow up and change, not to mention, it is impossible for me to have no entertainment at all."

Yan Zecheng looked at the person in front of him. The last time they met was a few years ago, during Chinese New Year.

After all, the number of times he went back to Yan's house became less and less. Although Yan Sui came back every year for the New Year, he was unwilling to go.