Just as he walked around the corridor, Lu Changchuan stopped.

He held Ye Wan in his arms, lowered his head with an apologetic look and rubbed her nose, "I apologize to you on their behalf. I'm sorry. Wanwan, I promise..."

"You don't have to apologize!"

Ye Wan sighed, "You don't need to promise."

Can he control himself and the people around him, and can he control everyone in the world and prevent them from having random thoughts and words?

Killing a chicken to scare the monkey, the Lu family will know what not to say in the future, that's enough! Just looking at the girl's clear eyes, you can know what she means. Lu Changchuan nodded, "Anyway, it's my fault for making you unhappy today. Sister Wan can think about how to punish me, I'll accept everything, okay?"

"real?"

"real!"

They smiled at each other and walked towards the banquet hall hand in hand.

The noise in the banquet hall could be heard from afar, but as soon as Lu Changchuan and Ye Wan appeared, it instantly became silent.

The men looked at Lu Changchuan, the women looked at Ye Wan, and then they looked at each other and guessed roughly what had just happened.

Then they saw Lu Changchuan helping Ye Wan take off his down jacket and hanging it up. Everyone looked at Ye Wan again, and the indifference in their hearts faded a little.

It’s hard to say what will happen in the future, but at the moment, even if Ye Wan is just a small star in the entertainment industry, as long as the Ninth Master of the Lu family is willing to support her, then she is a big shot.

Don't take her seriously? Then look at what happened to the second and fifth sons of the eldest son.

They were asked to leave the banquet hall in front of so many people, and Master Jiu meant that they were not allowed to come to the old house in the future.

After this...

One move affects the whole body. The Spring Festival is approaching and the year-end dividends will be distributed.

Everyone knew what was going on.

When the two elders of the Lu family showed up, the banquet hall became lively again.

Every table was chatting, but in reality, everyone at each table was listening attentively to what the people at the main table were saying.

At the main table, seeing Ye Wan, who did not treat him as an outsider and ate with great enthusiasm without any restraint, Mr. Lu asked with a smile: "Did you find anything good?"

"Um."

Although we don't gamble on stones, the two families are separated by a wall. My ears are callused from listening to Old Qin's nagging for so many years.

After listening to it more often, you will naturally know what is ordinary and what is top-quality.

Old Master Lu smiled brightly, as if Ye Wan had done her a favor again, "Then I have to go visit you this afternoon and show off a little more!"

Ye Wan pursed her lips and smiled.

Lu Changchuan: ...

Everyone: ??? I can understand every word, why can't I understand it when it's put together? The meal was lively and at the end, Grandpa Lu waved to a group of little kids who couldn't sit still and twisted their butts left and right, "Come here, Grandpa is giving out red envelopes!"

Although it is not the Spring Festival, it is the New Year after all, so we should also have good luck.

A group of children came forward laughing, and Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu took out a stack of red envelopes and gave one to each of them.

The children ran to the yard to play.

The adults wish their parents a long life or say Happy New Year to each other.

Then Mr. Lu took out a thicker red envelope from his pocket and said, "Xiao Wan, your little brother didn't come, but you still have to give grandpa and grandma a red envelope. Take this back and give it to him."

"Thank you grandpa, thank you grandma!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Wan accepted the red envelope generously.

Then Mr. Lu handed over another small black box, "Xiao Wan, this is a New Year's gift for you."

The banquet hall, which was bustling just now, suddenly became quiet, and the sound of children chasing and playing in the yard made it even more eerie and quiet.

Ye Wan glanced at the box that Mr. Lu handed over, and subconsciously looked towards Lu Changchuan.

Every month, there are always more than 30 days when I don’t feel like typing…

UU, whose brain was hollowed out by the revelation, said so.

(End of this chapter)