He Yurou reached out to take Lu Jingxing's hand, but he dodged it.
It was so awkward it felt like a flock of crows had flown by...
An Wan seized the opportunity to squeeze in and took He Yurou's hand. "Sister Yurou, I want to see your daddy and mommy, please take me there quickly."
"A girl as lovely as Sister Yurou must have lovely and kind uncles and aunts too. I can hardly wait to meet them; I've been thinking about it for months."
An Wan patiently coaxed He Yurou, which prevented her from being heartbroken because Lu Jingxing rejected her.
Jiang Wanruo, who followed behind, was both angry and sad when she saw He Yurou take Lu Jingxing's hand.
Seeing that he dodged and wasn't touched, her mood brightened from gloomy to sunny.
Lu Jing walked at the very back, with Jiang Wanru following behind him.
The two could only communicate with their eyes.
As their large group entered the He family hall, they were immediately stared at by more than a dozen people present.
A look of amazement flashed in everyone's eyes.
An Wan noticed that apart from recognizing Grandpa He and He Sichen, she didn't recognize the other dozen or so people present.
However, there were two strangers among them, a man and a woman, in their forties, who should be He Yurou's parents.
However, they didn't smile; their faces were stern, as if they were "lecturing" He Sichen.
He Yurou ran over and pulled her parents over. "Daddy, Mommy, come quick, Wanwan and Jingxing's family are here."
"Hello, uncles and aunts." An Wan and the six Lu brothers greeted each other humbly.
These siblings are well-behaved and polite, with an air of refined elegance; they are clearly not ordinary people.
Seeing the polite demeanor of the Lu siblings, He Yurou's parents, He Jun and Fan Minzhi, dared not underestimate them.
Over the past few months, I've often heard the two children and the elderly say that this family is of good character, intelligent, and strong.
"Hello, you're Wanwan! So cute." Fan Minzhi stroked Anwan's head, thinking that this family was really good-looking and had a refined and elegant temperament, which was rare in this small county town. It was too unfair for them to stay here.
"Auntie, you are so beautiful. This is the first time I have ever seen someone with such a noble and elegant temperament as you. It is no wonder that Sister Yurou is so beautiful, just like you."
An Wan used her sweet talk to try and win over He Jun and Fan Minzhi to like her and the Lu family.
The main reason is that one of them is in politics and the other is in business. Both types of people are extremely intelligent, smooth in their dealings with others, and very difficult to handle.
Only by getting along well with this couple can the relationship between the He and Lu families become better and stronger, and only then can they grow closer in the future.
"You little rascal, you have such a sweet tongue." Fan Minzhi felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey when a child praised her. This feeling was different from the praise she received from her peers.
Because children's words are more truthful and sincere, unlike the flattery between adults, which is disgustingly fake and driven by utilitarian motives.
An Wan's few words quickly brought her and Fan Minzhi closer, and Fan Minzhi hugged her as they sat on the sofa.
Everyone took their seats.
All eyes were on An Wan; she was like a star, dazzling and radiant.
Grandpa He tried to take An Wan away, but Fan Minzhi stopped him.
“This girl is mine now. You’ve been hoarding her for so long, it’s time for me to spend some time with her. Besides, I only have the afternoons to spend with Wanwan.”
"Wanwan is my adopted granddaughter, you're not her godmother." Grandpa He was so angry that he almost blew fire from his nose when he couldn't hold Anwan.
"I...I...I..." Fan Minzhi couldn't speak, then remembered that Grandpa He had indeed said he wanted to recognize An Wan as his goddaughter.
“Then I’ll also recognize Wanwan as my goddaughter, and I’ll be her godmother from now on.” This is a good idea; she liked An Wan the moment she saw her.
Not only is she exquisitely beautiful, but she also has a sweet tongue and is particularly pleasing to the eye.
Having been in business for over twenty years and met countless people, this is the first time I've met someone I like so much.
"No! Wanwan can only be my goddaughter."
Seeing them start arguing and the scene become lively, He Sichen, who was sitting on the far side of the sofa, took the opportunity to slip away.
They adults are so naive.
Some of the guests at the event were relatives of the He family, who had come all the way to Shuanglong County to celebrate He Yurou's birthday.
In the past, birthday parties were always held in the capital, but last year and this year were special, so she had to make do with a smaller party in a small county.
They didn't like the Lu family that He Yurou knew, but seeing how good He Yurou's family was to the Lu family, they didn't dare to look down on them. Since they couldn't bully the Lu family, they could only ignore them.
Jiang Wanruo loves photography and takes photos of everyone on site anytime, anywhere with her camera.
Especially taking photos of the Lu family, because they are very photogenic and have a great stage presence.
He Yurou has always loved karaoke, so it was a must-have at her birthday party.
The lobby has the best karaoke equipment, so Anwan can sing and dance with us.
They enlivened the atmosphere, and the guests were deeply attracted by their singing and dancing skills.
Even though An Wan sings about two tigers and counting stars, her childlike innocence still shines through.
Of course, her singing voice was also very good, she was completely in tune, and she even sang with the air of a diva.
Actually, An Wan didn't want to sing "Two Tigers." She really wanted to sing Cantonese songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan, or songs by Teresa Teng, but she was afraid of attracting attention.
After all, a five-year-old child can sing, but even if he is incredibly talented, he can't possibly sing a Cantonese song that rivals that of a queen of pop.
Unless you sing off-key, out of tune, or mispronounce words.
Standing on the second-floor balcony, leaning against the railing, He Sichen looked weary.
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