Chapter 163: Kowtow Ceremony! She arrived in time to expose it

Si Moyan made a phone call, and soon, a cool motorcycle was delivered to him.

Si Moyan handed Wen Yan a black helmet and said, "Sit in the back. I'll take you there."

Wen Yan couldn't help but whistle, "Wow, so cool."

Mr. Si was so anxious that he asked, "Grandson, what about me?"

Si Moyan glanced at his old man and said in a cold voice, "Wait in the car."

Mr. Si said, "Get another one here, and I'll ride over there myself."

The sound of a motorcycle leaving the driver was heard in response.

Mr. Si was so angry that his white beard twitched.

A dog who values ​​women over masters!

The space on the motorcycle seat was very narrow, and Wen Yan's body was pressed closely against Si Moyan.

She hugged 놛's slender waist with both hands, and her breath was filled with 놛's refreshing and pleasant scent like cedar.

His driving skills are excellent. He can squeeze into the gaps in the traffic and drive smoothly like a dragon.

놛 is slightly bent over, with a long neck and a broad back, revealing the stability and charm of a mature man.

As the car speeded up, it almost hit other people's cars several times, but it narrowly avoided them. Wen Yan's heart was filled with inexplicable throbbing and excitement.

Being with him always brings her a different sense of freshness and excitement.

…

Harbour City Hotel.

Mrs. Zhao’s birthday banquet is being held.

Wearing a cheongsam and a mask, the silver-haired old lady Zhao sat in a wheelchair.

Zhao Hongliang and Zhao Yu pushed the wheelchair, and Mrs. Zhao followed behind them.

The guests noticed that both Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, were wearing masks.

Zhao Hongliang explained, "My mother and wife caught a cold, and we were afraid of infecting the guests, so we all wore masks."

Mrs. Zhao in the wheelchair looked very weak, with dull eyes, and was seriously ill.

Mrs. Zhao, who was following behind Zhao Hongliang and Zhao Yu, nodded, indicating that she had indeed caught a cold.

According to the birthday banquet process, it soon came to the stage where the younger generation kowtowed to the elders.

Old Mrs. Zhao was pushed to the center of the stage. Zhao Hongliang, Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Yu stood in front of her. After the host announced the start of kowtow to the elders, all three of them knelt down.

However, when Mrs. Zhao kowtowed to the old lady for the first time, the old lady in the wheelchair began to cough violently.

The guests did not find anything unusual, thinking the old lady was suffering from a physical discomfort.

When Mrs. Zhao kowtowed for the second time, the old lady in the wheelchair suddenly vomited blood, and her mask was stained with a hint of scarlet.

"Mr. Zhao, the old lady looks so well, why don't you send her to the hospital first?" a guest suggested.

Zhao Hongliang nodded and said, "After I kowtow to you for the last time, I will take my mother to the hospital."

The guests all praised Mr. Zhao and his family for their filial piety.

"Nowadays, young people rarely kowtow to their elders at birthday banquets. I didn't expect the Zhao family still follows the old tradition."

"Mrs. Zhao's sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren are all so filial, which shows that she has educated them well. Such a virtuous old woman should live a long life."

Just as Mrs. Zhao was about to kowtow for the third time, a foot suddenly stretched out and her forehead hit that foot.

Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment.

The guests in the audience were also stunned.

They looked at the young woman who suddenly rushed up with understanding.

The woman was bright and delicate, wearing a black leather jacket and tight pants, looking beautiful and slender.

"Who are you?" The third head was destroyed, and Mrs. Zhao showed joy in her eyes.

Wen Yan sneered, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I'm about to expose your evil deeds!"

Mrs. Zhao had a sinister look in her eyes. She looked at Zhao Hongliang and said, "Aliang, do you know her? Have you sent her an invitation?"

Zhao Hongliang's face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, "Miss, who asked you to ruin my mother's birthday banquet?" After saying that, he looked at Mrs. Zhao and soothed her, "I'll call the security guard over right away..."

When Zhao Hongliang called the security guard, Mrs. Tang and Wan Zixuan, who came to attend the birthday banquet, came over with joy on their faces, "Sister Wen, you are here?"

Hearing the three words "Sister Wen", Mrs. Zhao, who was in a daze in the wheelchair, suddenly reacted.

She looked straight at Wen Yan, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but she was too weak to speak.

"Mr. Zhao, Sister Wen is a distinguished guest of Sister Wan and I. We invited her here." Mrs. Tang knew that once Wen Yan showed up, there must be something big going on.

Other guests did not notice the abnormality of the Zhao family, but she and Wan Zixuan did.

Our family behaves in a very strange way.

When they kowtowed, Mrs. Zhao vomited blood, but they still forced her to finish the third kowtow.

Should I send my mother to the hospital immediately?

Also, why did Mrs. Zhao’s body become weaker every time she kowtowed?

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong!

With Madam Tang and Wan Yangxuan protecting Wen Yan, Zhao Hongliang had no choice but to force the security guards to drive Wen Yan away.

The emperor suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Sister Wen, if you don't want to disrupt our kowtow ceremony to our mother, please step down and watch."

Wen Yan curled her lips coldly, "After you kowtow for the last time, will your wife Liu Yunru suddenly die on the spot?"

what?

Zhao Hongliang's pupils widened, and he stared at Wen Yan in disbelief.

The guests in the audience also looked incredulous.

What on earth is this Miss Wen talking about?

"It's just a birthday party, why does such a psychopath come to mess it up?"

"She kowtowed a few times and then died suddenly on the spot. Did she think this was a photo shoot?"

Among the people in the audience, except Si Moyan, only Madam Tang and Wan Zixuan believed that Wen Yan was not talking nonsense.

Zhao Hongliang reacted with uncontrollable anger, "Sister Wen, if you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for giving face to Madam Tang and Sister Wan, I will just kick you out!"

Wen Yan ignored Zhao Hongliang. She walked over to the woman in the wheelchair and directly pulled off the mask on her face.

Zhao Hongliang wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

An old face was exposed to the sight of the guests.

Those who knew Liu Yunru could tell that this was what she looked like when she got older.

"Yunru, is that you?" Mrs. Tang asked.

The woman in the wheelchair looked at Mrs. Tang with confused eyes and nodded slowly.

Everyone was shocked again.

Liu Yunru is only a few years old, how can she look seventy years older?

Oh my god, what is going on?

"Sister Wen, the person on the wheelchair is Liu Yunru, so who is the Madam Zhao who just kowtowed?" Wan Zixuan asked puzzledly.

Wen Yan pulled the corner of her lips, raised her scallion-like delicate finger, and slowly pointed at the woman next to Zhao Hongliang, "This Madam Zhao, she is actually..."

Zhao Hongliang interrupted Wen Yan with his pupils constricted, "We at the Zhao family welcome you, please leave immediately!"

Zhao Hongliang wanted to push Wen Yan off the stage, but the next second, a tall and stern figure came up to him and said, "Do you dare to touch my wife with a finger?"