marriage on paper

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Ah Fu casually greeted the waiter to share gifts with everyone, and everyone in the crowd who received the gifts burst into smiles.

Suddenly, a furious voice broke the harmonious picture.

"Who sent this?"

Everyone's voices and movements stopped abruptly.

A man in a suit and leather shoes was tugging on the collar of the waiter, his handsome face of mixed Chinese and Western race was full of prey.

"Hey, Mr. Wei, what's the matter?" the naive Ah Fu twisted his bloated body and ran over.

"Crack..." A pink box was thrown on the ground, and the scarlet blood wrapped in sweet cake embryos and cream was scattered all over the floor, which looked extremely oozing.

"Ah, what?" The sharp girl was the first to break the dead silence, and a crowd of broken words came from all directions.

"Who is so wicked to make this kind of cake."

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this a blatant slap in the face of the He family to provoke the young master?"

"This Mr. Wei is the number one suitor of Mr. He. He has held it in his hand for so many years, and he is afraid that it will be lost and melted in his mouth. How can he bear that someone has evil thoughts about Mr. He, and he doesn't need the He family to take action? Mr. Wei can easily crush him to death."

"I can already foresee the end of this person..."

He Xinan's eyes were fixed on the mess scattered all over the place, and a bit of annoyance came along with the ridicule from all directions.

Disappointed or heartbroken...

After all, when I came here, I had already thought about the worst possible outcomes.

Thinking about it better, it was actually much better than expected, at least it didn't appear in the toilet or trash can.

He Xinan clenched his fists, thinking that he hadn't reached the point where he couldn't recover from a setback.

But when that all-seeing gaze landed on him, he suddenly felt that he wanted to run away, and the grievances, boredom, and embarrassment in his heart all surged up.

That Mr. Wei still grabbed the waiter's collar and asked Ah Fu to check the list of gifts given by the guests. Ah Fu explained something awkwardly, but every time he hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to cover up something.

All the people around were immersed in the life of the aristocratic family fighting openly and secretly when they were young, so they couldn't understand Ah Fu's concealed attitude.

The grumpy Mr. Wei was obviously irritated, and he grabbed Ah Fu's neckline again, "If you don't tell who gave it to you today, you can go out from this door sideways!"

Ah Fu trembled like chaff when he heard it.

It's really hard for him to shake his two hundred catties of flesh alive.

"This... this, Mr. Wei, you can't joke about it...you can't take it! This is an internal matter of our He family, and the young master will handle it himself. You, aren't you overstepping?"

Ah Fu didn't seem to say anything after what he said, but in fact he said everything.

The crowd suddenly became silent, the He family... internal matters?

What does this mean?

Has the He family had internal strife?

The three brothers of He Jiazhou's generation were in the same vein and shared weal and woe, and there were no rumors of discord in so many years.

Since they are not from the state generation, they are the next generation between the four brothers in the southeast, northwest and north.

Mr. Wei's family is the only one among the eight great families that can be indistinguishable from the He family. If the whole family of the He family is in the army, then the whole family of the Wei family is in politics.

Although the Wei family was a little-known low-level family in the old earth era, before the empire was established, the Wei family and the He family followed the Chu family to expand their territory, and they had the same achievements as the He family.

Today's Wei family and the He family are advancing hand in hand, if it weren't for the uneven abilities of the Wei family juniors of this generation, they would have overwhelmed the He family of the royal relatives and relatives long ago.

And Wei Zhiliang is the representative figure of the Wei family in which the good and the bad are mixed.

Eat, drink, piao, gamble and smoke, and never leave their hands.

Wei Zhiliang pushed violently and crushed his foot on the scarlet cake, his cruel expression suddenly turned to He Xinan who was on the side.

"It's you, Young Marshal He."

Ah Fu's fat body staggered for a moment, and immediately ran over to block He Xinan, and said to Wei Zhiliang fawningly: "Mr. Wei, today is the only birthday ceremony for the young master in so many years. He certainly doesn't want to Some discordant voices appeared, so please move to the banquet hall, and the next thing will be handled by the subordinates."

Wei Zhiliang heard Ah Fu's words that he wanted to cover up, instead of calming down his anger, he became even more angry.

He raised his head and glanced at He Xinan, who hadn't raised his head from the beginning to the end, and said harshly, "He Xinan, this matter is endless."

The crowd dispersed sparsely, but He Xinan remained motionless.

From the beginning to the end, Ah Fu didn't come forward to care about or ask He Xinan, and the leaving crowd saw this behavior and almost immediately concluded that He Xinan and He Beichen were brothers.

Lu Junyan could almost imagine that when these people left the venue, all kinds of attention-grabbing news would spread on the Internet, such as the He family brothers turning against each other, He Beichen receiving a bloody cake as a birthday present.

Ah Fu, the fat housekeeper with a professional smile on his face, watched everyone leave, he couldn't leave yet.

The young master explained a word in advance and asked him to pass it on to He Xinan.

The original words are: Madam said that the young master has a weak spleen and stomach, and he is not used to eating too greasy, fishy and sweet food, please Commander He not to eat it next year.

Having been the housekeeper of the He family for so long, he still knows the internal secrets of the He family.

The young master is punishing He Xinan, and he has to handle this job well.

The corners of Ah Fu's mouth were raised, carefully looking at the expression on He Xinan's face, and listening to the discussions of the people around him.

This is a bonus question.

Turn around and report to the young master that there are extra rewards.

He Xinan finally moved, he leaned on a cane with one hand and slowly bent his knees.

His legs were probably a little stiff, and his appearance of kneeling on one knee was a bit awkward, but his thin back was still straight.

The people who walked halfway also noticed his movements and stopped in unison.

Ah Fu frowned, this was not the same ending as he expected.

He Xinan pulled the pink cake box, and turned the side that Wei Zhiliang had not stepped on to his side.

Stretching out his hand to touch his pocket, he lowered his arm somewhat disappointed, as if he didn't find what he needed.

Lu Zhi suddenly took out his lighter and walked towards He Xinan.

"Young commander..." His voice was soft, and he still trembled when he listened carefully, "Use...use this!"

He Xinan turned his head and looked over, because of the relationship between standing and squatting, Lu Zhi bent over.

He Xinan's special ink inkstone poison butterfly mask was completely revealed.

From Lu Zhi's point of view, He Xinan's skin is a little sickly pale, and the skin texture is extraordinarily delicate, and the pores can't be seen from such a close distance.

The black mask doesn't have much decoration, and a pair of water-cut pupils are cunningly hidden behind the mask, making it difficult for people to see its color clearly.

The long and curly eyelashes are ridiculously beautiful, faintly protruding out of the mask, like a heavily guarded kitten, sticking out its claws that it thinks are sharp, but what others see is only the pink and tender pads.

Lu Zhi felt that if he was a fan of He Xinan in the past, he would definitely become a fan of He Xinan after today.

This appearance...is too capable.

"Thank you."

Two words floated over lightly.

Lu Zhi hurriedly handed over the lighter and rushed back into the crowd.

Lu Junyan looked at He Xinan without saying a word.

He Xi lit the lighter, then lightly pressed it with his hand, and the flame was frozen.

The wide palm carefully inserted the "candle" into it.

"Happy birthday..." He Xinan ordered some cake and put it into his mouth as if no one was around, and slowly uttered three words, "He Xinan."

Hearing these three words, everyone was shocked.

"What do you mean? Marshal He just said to wish someone a happy birthday?"

"Did I hear wrong? Did he mean himself?"

"That's right, I heard it too."

Ah Fu was shocked immediately, and quickly walked towards He Xinan with his swimming ring upside down.

"Young commander, this cake is dirty. We want to eat the young master's birthday cake, so let's move to the front hall."

He Xinan had already got up, he took out a square handkerchief and wiped his sticky fingertips, and said: "I made the cake all night, if the third young master doesn't like it, I won't make it next time."

Lu Junyan's attention stopped on He Xinan's slightly red fingertips, and his brows were furrowed.

Third young master?

It seems that the feud between the younger generation of the He family was not groundless, but He Beichen was still too young, and he missed a move, and was defeated by He Xinan, a veteran in the battlefield.

The originally one-sided public opinion easily reversed the situation because of He Xinan's one action and one sentence.

Lu Junyan turned and left, the scene had come to an end, there was no need to stay any longer.

It's just that when he passed by He Xinan, he suddenly let out a deep smile, and He Xinan looked sideways.

"Young Marshal He did a good job."

The crutches in the hands of those who have been able to handle it from the beginning to the end trembled violently when they heard this sentence, and the tight lips showed a stubbornness.

Lu Junyan strode over, as if the sharp sarcasm just now didn't come from his mouth.

A group of people returned to the banquet hall with different thoughts, and the rich and powerful who were drinking and drinking didn't know what kind of wonderful drama the children of each family had just watched.

He Beichen was a little tipsy, sitting on the sofa next to He Dongge, smiling vaguely, the faint dimples looming.

Lu Junyan's gaze stayed on the pair of crescent moons, and he lit the crystal red wine glass rhythmically with his fingertips.

After all these years, nothing has changed.

The He family protected him so well that it took him so long to find him.

The nimble and fat butler Ah Fu squeezed into He Beichen's side with difficulty in small, broken steps. He Beichen's complexion changed slightly after he said something, and his clear and shallow eyes glanced towards the door.

Lu Junyan drank the red wine in one gulp, greedily taking in He Beichen's every move.

He Beichen seemed to be aware of it, and came after him with a bright smile. When he looked at Lu Junyan, he frowned imperceptibly, and then smiled and nodded.

Lu Junyan nodded politely, and then took Lu Zhi away.

Don't be in a hurry, you can't be as reckless as before.

This time, a strong golden cage had to be built for him.

Otherwise, they will run away again.

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