It was not until Xingzi was everywhere that Lin Miao and Luo Yan returned to the banquet.

Everyone was in a state of great enthusiasm, but no one noticed that the two were missing.

Lin Miao brushed off the fallen leaves on her body, carefully flattened the hem of her skirt, trying to restore her appearance when she was here.

Luo Yan was funny, but he still cooperated to help her take down the dead leaves stuck to her temples.

"Are you okay?"

She turned around and saw Luo Yan nodding, and then she felt at ease.

There was a commotion in the living room, and even in the small garden could be heard.

Lin Miao tilted his head and looked at it. He only saw the crowd looking at the door, but couldn't see what was wrong at the door.

"Is someone here?"

Lin Miao was surprised.

After all, this time is coming to an end, and it is a bit rude to come here.

Luo Yan took her over, but saw Zhang Peng and Zhou Qingwan standing side by side.

Chang Qing smiled and said something to Zhou Qingwan, while Chang Shu was by Zhang Peng's side, looking at his posture, he was a little humble.

Lin Miao squinted slightly.

"Uncle," Luo Yan frowned and shouted in a deep voice.

Chang Shu turned around, met Luo Yan's cold and contemptuous eyes, shrank his shoulders slightly, and unconsciously raised his back.

Zhang Peng slanted his eyes and curled his lips and smiled.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"It's not too long. After all, you should often hear my name these days," Zhang Peng's face turned pale as soon as Luo Yan said.

Zhou Qingwan immediately stopped her voice, made a little wrong step, and stood behind Zhang Peng.

"You are so rude," Changqing, who was hung up, pursed his lips awkwardly and glared at Luo Yan coldly.

Luo Yan glanced at Chang Qing and turned to the largest single sofa in the living room with Lin Miao.

Luo Shuai was talking to his old friend there.

"Dad, it's getting late, Miaomiao and I will go back first."

Luo Shuai nodded and smiled at Lin Miao.

"It's okay to come back with Luo Yanchang."

The tone is soft and casual, just like a family.

Several older generations around looked at each other.

It seems that Lao Luo has recognized this wife.

Some of them still have the intention to go to bed immediately.

Luo Yan and Lin Miao politely signaled to everyone and headed towards the door.

When passing by others, they also politely said goodbye to the two.

Seeing that everyone was hiding the intention of welcome Lin Miao, Changqing's face changed frequently.

However, there were so many guests at this time, she couldn't get angry with Luo Shuai.

Luo Yan walked up to Zhang Peng and said lightly: "You are blocking the way."

"Luo Yan, your abacus is not that easy to form. See you on the project," Zhang Peng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Welcome at any time," Luo Yan curled his lips lightly, held Lin Miao's hand, passed Zhou Qingwan, and walked out.

Zhou Qingwan kept staring at the two of them holding hands tightly, and her eyes never retracted for a long time.

Zhang Peng turned his head and saw him just in sight. His cheeks twitched quickly before he was about to have an attack, so he heard his father calling him in the room.

He had no choice but to bear this tone and forced himself to enter the living room with a smile.

"Uncle Luo, I wish you happiness as much as the East China Sea and longevity as the South Mountain."

He bowed and bowed.

Luo Shuai smiled and nodded, saying, "Luo Yan is so kind, don't take it to your heart."

"Where can it be, Uncle Luo," Zhang Peng said hurriedly, "We are just having fun."

Luo Shuai smiled and turned around and said, "Old Zhang, your son is better than you."

Zhang De waved his hand with a smile and hurriedly humbled himself.

After listening to it for a while, Zhang Peng saw that he had nothing to do, he took Zhou Qingwan to the place where the young people gathered.

Not long after, the older generation went back.

It is rare for the younger generation to gather together, so they arranged where to go and have fun.

After hearing this, Zhang Peng waved his hand and called him to a bar he had recently visited.

When he heard that he was going to drink, Zhou Qingwan shrank, her mouth twitched, and wanted to persuade her.

However, everyone started to cheer, only she could hear her faint voice.

A convoy of luxury cars ran to the bar whizzingly.

The bar owner who got the news early in the morning hurriedly cleared the store.

When everyone arrived, the inside had been cleaned up, and only the band sang songs with cheerful rhythms.

"Someone happy," Zhang Peng waved his hand, "Get the wine."

Everyone started to make excuses and shouted to get the wine.

"This is coming," the boss hurriedly arranged.

Zhou Qingwan looked at her coldly and silently lowered her eyes.

Zhang Peng spread his arms and placed them on the back of the sofa, his eyes seemingly glanced at him, and he felt even more cold and harsh.

Soon, the wine filled the coffee table.

Everyone has been out to play since childhood, and they are crazy about the game on the wine table.

In just a few rounds, the wine was half lost.

A few people were drunk and shouted boring.

Zhang Peng curled his lips and took out the phone.

After a round of phone calls, a group of belles came gracefully within half an hour.

When I saw Zhang Peng, I stuck like a bee when I saw flowers.

Zhou Qingwan's face suddenly turned ashen.

"Zhang Peng, what do you mean?"

She stood up unbearably.

The music suddenly became quiet, and everyone stopped moving, and the girls moved a little even more timidly.

"What are you doing? Brothers are having annoyed and asked them to come and help you liven up. What are you calling me there?"

Zhang Peng tilted his eyes and raised his neck without caring at all, "Man, keep playing."

The music became hot and lively again.

Zhou Qingwan was so angry that she was shaking.

But she has been a good girl since she was a child. This is her image in the courtyard. Even if she uses tricks, she will always be gentle.

However, Zhang Peng is a good person and holds the lifeline of the Zhou family. Even if she wants to use a trick, it will not be immediate.

She knew in her heart that she had to endure it.

But she couldn't ignore the eyes of a few kids who had a good relationship with her. She picked up her bag and took her away without looking back.

"Brother Peng, Qingwan is angry, why don't you forget it today."

Someone whispered.

Zhang Peng was a little moved.

After all, Zhou Qingwan was his dream lover since childhood, otherwise she would not have spent a lot of money to marry her home at all costs.

Moreover, his goal of being angry with her has been achieved, and it is not interesting to stay any longer.

"You guys play," he stood up swayingly, and the few orioles were very disappointed. The richest master left now, so wouldn't they come in vain?

"Just play casually, I will pay for the consumption tonight," Zhang Peng said, leaving the door.

The thick doors block the bustling noise.

The air at night is slightly cool but also fresh.
To be continued...