Chapter 14
"I'm sorry, let everyone watch a joke. Did you play well tonight?"

"It's all right, there's nothing wrong with that house."

After chatting with the guests for a while, Mrs. Tan had no choice but to send them to the door.

After she finished speaking, everyone had almost left. She looked at the living room, then grabbed "Yan Miaohuan" and went upstairs.

At the seat of the boss of the main house at the front, there was only a single "Tan Moyao" left.

The remaining older guests were talking with Mr. Tan, but they were also shocked by this farce.

Looking at the suddenly quiet banquet hall, Yan Miaohuan sighed softly in her heart.

"This Su Yunwei is quite capable. She dares to make trouble in front of so many people. She is really not afraid of losing face. Or is she [-]% sure that her plan will succeed?"

After a while, a servant suddenly panicked and walked over to where Yan Miaohuan was sitting.

"Master, it's not good..." The man whispered something in her ear.

"What!" He stood up immediately.

"that room?"

"Master, the second floor, the study room on the second floor."

Yan Miaohuan almost strode towards the second floor.

"A vixen who loves vanity and dreams of flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix!" There was a burst of cursing from inside the room.

"Pa..." A slap followed.

"Yan Miaohuan, what do you know? How dare you refute my words in front of so many people?"

"Don't I know about the child? As a mother, I'm not dead yet, so you want to be the master of the house?" Mrs. Qin scolded Yan Miaohuan in a very recognizable voice, and it was so loud that she couldn't hear it. are difficult.

Yan Miaohuan, who had just walked to the door, heard something just right.

Then, she hurriedly went to open the door of the room.

"Clap!
She saw the old lady raised her hand high, as if she was about to continue beating someone.

Tan Moyao still had a few bright finger prints on half of his face.

"It hurts! Didn't he know how to avoid it?" She suddenly felt that her face was also hurting.

She tried her best to control her agitated emotions, so she must calm herself down.

"Mom, what do you mean? Why hit someone casually?" She asked anxiously.

Then he pulled Tan Moyao, who hadn't realized all this, to his back.

On the pale face, a few bright red finger prints still looked very obvious. She turned her head to look, and then resisted the small movement of reaching out to touch her face.

"My face! Is Mrs. Tan really not treating me as a human being?" She was furious.

Mrs. Tan was about to say something, but when she saw her son protecting "Yan Miaohuan" so much, she felt angry again.

She stretched out her hand and patted her chest, then took a deep breath of fresh air, "Yao'er, mom is doing it for your own good."

"It's against the law to hit someone for no reason, but what's the advantage of you talking about it? You're an elder, so you can hit a junior at will?"

He tore away Mrs. Tan's wrist from holding her arm.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor at the door.

"What's the matter?" Su Yunwei came, but she was here to cry, anyway, it was a fake mercy.

When she saw the red slap marks on "Yan Miaohuan"'s face, her heart burst into laughter.

She kept her eyes on the man's face.

"Good fight! You should teach this kind of ignorant bitch a lesson." She thought to herself.

When those people saw that she was coming, they didn't say much, they just subconsciously looked back at her.

"What are you talking about. Brother Yao, don't be angry with Auntie."

Yan Miaohuan didn't pay attention to her, and didn't give her a single extra look.

"Yao'er, don't forget because you drank too much. You stayed with Weiwei overnight in the middle of last month." Mother Qin reminded.

Yan Miaohuan subconsciously turned her head to look at him, and he shook his head vigorously.

"The child is really not mine! I was on a business trip in the middle of the month, how could it be mine! If you don't believe me, you can go to the company and ask my assistants." When did he spend the night with Su Yunwei? It's just nonsense.

He held Yan Miaohuan's arm tightly, as if he was afraid that she would not believe his words.

She had some doubts, and for a moment she really didn't know who to trust.

Because she felt that the assistants around Tan Moyao must have helped him speak, who knew if it was true or not.

She looked at the eyes of the other two people present, and soon had an idea in her heart.

"Even if the child in her belly is really Tan Moyao's, it's impossible to admit it! Isn't this just slapping myself in the face? When I was downstairs just now, I made a lot of swear words."

"Besides, I'm putting on his face now. Maybe I have to help him get that woman into Tan's house. Then the house will definitely be "flying chickens and dogs jumping around" again."

She patted the other party's arm lightly, signaling him not to worry, not to worry.

Seeing the ambiguous actions between the two of them, Su Yunwei immediately became angry in her heart.

She subconsciously bit her lower lip, and then looked at "Yan Miaohuan" with a cruel look.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "Brother Yao, can you really not remember? You didn't go home at all that night, and I found you in my hotel and took care of you."

"And you kept drinking, I couldn't persuade you, and then...it happened..." A blush appeared on her face, and then she stopped talking.

But what she was about to say later, the few people present understood.

Whether she is telling the truth or not, her current physical condition is the best proof.

Tan Moyao was so angry that he wanted to die.

"That day? What time was that day? Exactly what date, what time? The location of the hotel, and the room number, so I can have someone check the surveillance to see if you entered that room." Tan Moyao asked repeatedly Several questions.

Su Yunwei was speechless.

In his own mind, this kind of thing really didn't happen, anyway, his memory was blank.

He admitted that he and Su Yunwei grew up together, and it is okay to describe it as childhood sweethearts.

However, it doesn't mean that he must love her, and it doesn't mean that the two of them will definitely have that kind of intimate relationship.

(End of this chapter)

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