She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Who knows? People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs, so we have to be on guard."

Yao Yueyue stared at the girl holding the arm of Old Man Yan. She was not at all nervous in such an occasion.

Everyone thought that Yan Manshu would at least feel embarrassed, but she seemed to be very receptive to the advice and the smile on her face did not change at all.

Just grasp the degree very well.

"Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend my granddaughter's family reunion banquet today. This child was taken away by mistake and has been living away from home since she was young. She has suffered a lot. Fortunately, God has a good vision and helped us find her."

"If my son and daughter-in-law knew about this, they would be happy too."

"Manshu, come and say hello to everyone."

The old man didn’t actually say too many sentimental words; he was a straightforward person.

Manshu took the microphone and faced everyone's scrutiny, critical, disgusted, and even calculating looks.

"Hello everyone, I am Yan Manshu."

This sentence is exactly the same as the one said at the family reunion party in the previous life.

However, in her previous life, she was shy, had low self-esteem, spoke in a low voice, and was unable to raise her head.

Even if she is dressed well, she still looks a bit petty.

Yan Siyu immediately interrupted and everyone's attention was diverted to Yan Siyu. She was successfully ignored and despised by everyone.

It is different now. Manshu stands gracefully with his back straight and his eyes looking straight ahead. He does not dodge or evade, and welcomes everyone's gazes without being humble or arrogant.

She said she was Yan Manshu, and she was full of confidence, as if she was wearing a crown on her head, and she was the queen of this party.

Yan Siyu was surprised and fearful when she saw Yan Manshu stupefied the whole audience with just one simple sentence.

She originally wanted to wait for Yan Manshu to make a fool of himself so that she could remedy the situation in time.

In this way, not only will the old man not be angry with her for taking over the show, he might even credit her for his achievement.

As for the guests, after seeing his generosity, they would be impressed by Yan Manshu's pettiness.

She wanted Manshu to be her foil, instead of being an inconspicuous foil under Yan Manshu's brilliance as she was now.

"My dear uncles, aunts and sisters, my sister just returned to the Yan family and might be a little nervous. I hope you won't take it personally."

Yan Siyu was a little anxious, and when she looked at Gu Zimo, her eyes were unconsciously attracted to Yan Manshu. She got excited and interrupted Manshu.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to stand out when everyone else was quiet.

When Mr. Yan heard Yan Siyu's voice, he frowned subconsciously.

He didn't expect that Siyu would stand up and speak at this time.

Yan Zhan looked at Yan Siyu with even more displeasure, his eyes cold.

Yan Siyu almost lost her legs when she saw him like that.

However, she still forced a smile and held on.

Now that he had already taken the lead, Yan Siyu was not going to let go of this good opportunity.

"After all, my sister grew up in the countryside. It's normal for her to not know what to say when she sees this kind of scene for the first time. It's just like my first time on stage, my palms were sweaty."

"So, please bear with me. I will help my sister and adapt to the new environment quickly."

People who come from the countryside are not presentable and don't fit in with this circle.

This has almost become Yan Siyu's reminder to everyone.

Everyone originally thought that Manshu was quite generous and generous, but after hearing what Yan Siyu said, they remembered that this girl grew up in the countryside.

Just saying that, how could one really have the aura of a Yan family?

I guess someone had taught her before she went on stage to speak less and make fewer mistakes.

You see, it still needs a fake daughter to remedy the situation. It is really a rotten tree that cannot be carved.