“The family owner came to congratulate.”

In the compliments of the people, a high-pitched sound broke through the sky, and the noisy crowd instantly quieted down.

The relationship between the two families of Anjia and Wangjia is not very close. It is even a few years ago. After An Xiangran’s baby was smashed by Wang Xiaofa, An Wang’s two families were in full swing.

Now...but came to the birthday of the Wang family father?

Everyone was surprised and turned around, and suddenly they saw the home of the family, An Zhenning, carrying the nephew and walking slowly.

An Xiangran had a pair of peach eyes turning around, seemingly looking for something, waiting for him to see Wang Xiaopeng and Bai Xiaochen who were sitting and eating on the seats, his eyes jerked brightly, and his mouth pulled a smile.

An Zhenning followed his gaze and saw Wang Xiaopeng, who was full of oil, his face slightly sinking and frowning.

This little fat man's character is too embarrassing, I do not know why now will come with him? It was this birthday, and he begged him to bring him.

"A family owner, how come you have time?"

Wang Yufan was slightly shocked and smiled and went to An Zhenning.

"Cough," An Zhenning coughed, and subconsciously swept his eyes to the side of An Xiangran, raising his lips and lips. "I took a long walk to see, and by the way, I prepared a thin gift for the old man."

After saying this, he was about to let the next person send the gift, but at this time, An Xiangran had already left his side and rushed toward the direction of the hall...

But he ran too fast, accidentally rubbed his foot, and leaned down to the ground. His sleeves rolled out of a delicate box. The moment the box spread, the red light filled out and lit up. His pale face.

"Ran!"

An Zhenning was so scared that he couldn’t take care of the gift, and quickly rushed to An Xiangran.

"Right, how, can there be a fall?" An Zhenning's face was full of tension, and he hurriedly lifted An Xiangran from the ground, his eyes full of worry.

"I am fine."

An Xiangran shook his head. When he stepped forward, he had to pick up the box that fell on the ground. He could have one hand and take it one step faster. He took the box in his hand.

"Oh, you are really polite, and you have sent such a valuable gift to my father. This gift will be collected by me first." Wang Deyi smiled and took the box down, with a sinister light in his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, this family has actually used dragon fruit as a gift. If it is normal, he has no choice. Unfortunately, people at the drug door will come later, this dragon fruit... must be sent!

"Wang Jia, the third," An Zhenning's face sank. "This dragon fruit is what I gave to the children. It is not this gift, but I will also invite you to the dragon fruit."

What he said was quite polite. If the father came in personally, I am afraid... I have already grabbed it directly.

"A family owner, this gift can be returned to the truth?" Wang Deyi's face is very shameless, and already has to occupy this dragon fruit.

The scene changed, so that the entire front yard was silent, everyone whispered, and whispered under the discussion.

These arguments are small, but is it unusual for Wang Yufan’s ears? His face was ugly, and he was ashamed to find a hole in it.

"The third child, what are you doing? Don't you return the dragon fruit to Master An Xiao?"

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