The blood of the Liancheng family flows in her

Liancheng Yazhi looked at ran ran. The little guy didn't know anything and was sleeping just right.

he touched the child's pink face and said in a low voice, " "He's gone, he'll be here soon."

Rong Yan heaved a sigh of relief. How could the child's grandfather not be present in such a situation? "Oh, that's good. I'm just afraid that you'll make a mistake."

"How can I?" Liancheng Yazhi laughed.

before the banquet started, the old man finally arrived. he looked very energetic. although he was still sitting in a wheelchair, his suit was well-ironed and his leather shoes were well-polished. his usually stern face actually had a smile, which surprised rong yan.

When they were seated, Liancheng Yazhi, Rong Yan, meow, and winter, as well as Rong nuo and Tang Zong, sat at the main table with old master Gu Hesheng.

Feng nongtang, ye nuanyang, and Gu youran, who had been specially invited, sat in the seats next to them.