The people of Qingjia are the masters of this banquet. Tong Yan is not a person who likes to communicate. However, after the banquet began, many guests also respected the wine.

As the only daughter of the Qing family, everyone in the Qing family holds the pearl of the palm of the hand, and most of the young men around the face of Tong Yan tonight.

After all, being able to marry a family like the Qing family, the fate of the entire family may be rewritten!

Tong Yan is undoubtedly the scent of all the unmarried men in C City. As long as the singer holds a banquet, the number of men around her is countless.

There are still many people who have secretly proposed to marry Tong Xiyu. However, Tong Yan is not old enough. Qing Yafeng, Qing Muchen and his son are petting her, and every time they are fooled by Tong Xi. The congestion has passed.

Tong Yan appeared in the banquet scene for less than half an hour, and has been honoured by dozens of people.

She is not good at drinking people, only drank four cups, her head has begun to faint.

I want to push it off, but a group of people around her seems to have a stance that she doesn't drink.

Tong Yan is slightly annoyed, and she really wants to ignore the faces of the people and walk away directly.

However, thinking of today is the wedding of Qing Muchen, she does not want to make trouble.

In the midst of bitterness, a slender figure suddenly pushed the crowd away and walked in.

"Where are you going? I am looking for you everywhere!" Seeing no other men present at the scene, Shi Yanyang came to her a few steps, took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, and took her long arm. Shoulder, gracefully supported her to go straight outside the crowd.

His behavior completely ignores the existence of others.

Proud, glamorous, don't put anyone in the eye.

"Shi Shaoye, what are you doing?" One of the men was dissatisfied with Tong Yan and was taken away, standing in front of two people, trying to stop.

Shi Yanyang did not look at him, his hand was on his shoulder, and his wrist turned slightly.

The man hasn't returned to God yet. He only feels a sharp pain in his shoulder. It seems that there is something wrong.

The man whispered a few times, his hands squatting on his shoulders and squatting on the ground.

Shi Yanyang is like a person who has never done anything. His face has not changed from beginning to end.

Taking advantage of the child's face, straight to the back, he took the slender legs step by step to the other corners of the scene.

When she came to her seat, and she was not happy, he pressed her and sat in her position.

Shi Yanyang’s seat was originally Fang Chi Xia.

Seeing the two people who came over, Fang Chixia consciously stood up and let out his original position. "I will let you!"

Tong Yan hated her with a side over the head.

Fang Chi Xia has a face.

What did she do wrong?

"Sit well!" Shi Yanyang sat down in Fang Chixia's position, letting the servant take a clean tableware for Tong Yan, holding a knife in one hand and holding a fork in one hand, elegantly helping her cut the plate. food.

"Right, Luo Yibei may not go back so soon tonight, I didn't drive, Yan Yan, if you are not busy, will you send me?"

Both Fang Chi Xia and Tong Yan are dead, and it is very interesting to ask for anything.

"Well..." Tong Yan just wanted to agree, but Shi Yanyang around him faintly inserted, "I will send you just fine!"

"This way!" Fang Chi Xia Yi, raised his face and looked at him, suddenly a little embarrassed.

Compared with him, she is obviously more natural in front of Tong Yan.

Fortunately, both sexes are female.