Mr. Ji was a little unhappy with his performance.
Although Yan's father and mother didn't hear what Ji Heng said on the phone.
But they heard Yan Xianjue's voice.
Not only did he not stop them, he also told them to go about their business and not to entertain them.
After Ji Heng left, they became a little restless.
I cursed the Ji family in my heart, saying that they were getting worse every year. They couldn't even provide the most basic security for a banquet.
They sat for a while and then found a random excuse to leave so as not to delay Mr. Ji from receiving other guests.
Old Master Ji nodded slightly while sitting in the main seat.
After the two left, his face instantly turned gloomy.
All the wrinkles on his face fell down and his eyelids drooped.
Seeing his expression, Madam Ji laughed sarcastically: "Can't you see that the Ji family can no longer be compared with the Yan and Lin families."
"Do you think people really respect an old man like you?"
Old Master Ji looked at his old wife, from whom he had been separated for many years, with a gloomy face.
He sneered in response: "I won't leave anything for you."
No matter how the two old men, whose halves were almost buried in the ground, attacked each other verbally.
Ji Heng's movements were indeed very fast.
For this large birthday party, the Ji family had several family doctors on standby in advance.
It is to prevent emergencies.
In addition to the doctor who was specially prepared to take care of Mr. Ji's health.
Ji Heng asked three family doctors to go downstairs with him.
*
Ji Heng's description was very clear. Yan Xianjue helped Zhou Ye to the lounge that Ji Heng mentioned.
At this time, Zhou Ye had already hung most of his body on him.
When Yan Xianjue helped him into the door, he seemed to step on something.
But he didn't notice that having such a boy hanging on his shoulders was still a heavy burden.
After entering the room, he decisively threw the person onto the bed.
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