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Chapter 81 Mr. Yang’s birthday

On the day of Mr. Yang's [-]th birthday, the yard of the Yang family was bustling with people, brightly lit, and extremely lively.

Mr. Yang, dressed in plain clothes, sat in the middle to greet the visitors, with a kind smile on his old face.

Although his head is covered with silver hair, his forehead is covered with wrinkles, and his body is jagged and thin, it does not affect his rosy face and old-fashioned look, which is no less than that of the past.

"Check in, please."

There was an endless stream of people coming, but Mr. Yang gradually showed a disappointed look, like a dead leaf in autumn, seemingly weak and weak.

The figure he was most looking forward to, Su Qianrou, didn't come.

Mr. Yang has been a nationally-known Go judge for more than [-] years. He once won numerous honors when he was young. In his middle age, he also served as a Go coach. In the Go circle, he is one of the top heavyweights.

Now that she is retired, she cannot find an opponent who can match her evenly. However, it is Su Qianrou. No matter what competition she has participated in, her excellence has shocked people.

But...

"Alas..." Mr. Yang sighed helplessly.

"Grandpa." Yang Qi's clear voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Mr. Yang was stunned and leaned his head to look at him. It was his grandson who was the only descendant of the Yang family.

Yang Qi was not much to look at, but a woman with a thin mask and a cold personality next to him caught Mr. Yang's attention.

"Who is this?" Mr. Yang frowned slightly and looked at it carefully.

"This is my friend, his name is Han Simeng."

"This is my grandpa. Because he has a relatively high status, we call him Mr. Yang." Yang Qi briefly introduced Mr. Yang to Su Qianrou in a pretentious manner.

"Mr. Yang, this is our first meeting. I wish you good luck and longevity like the East China Sea." Su Qianrou showed a mysterious smile under her blurry face.

Her teeth are white and her lips are red, which makes people's hearts itch to look at her.

It was obviously her birthday, but Su Qianrou came empty-handed on purpose, because she knew that Mr. Yang didn't care about the gold and silver jewelry offered by the guests, or the good wine and cigarettes.

What Mr. Yang cares about is which opponent can win him.

Mohs.

"Mr. Mo, I brought the things back." Li Mu hurriedly placed a square box on the office table.

The box is a satin brocade box, with gold and red as the main color. It looks very luxurious and precious, and at first glance it looks like a palace item.

The box is so noble, how can the contents inside be cheap?

In order to win over Mr. Yang, he ordered Li Mu early in the morning to customize a unique jade Go game in the world, just to win Mr. Yang's favor.

It's a pity that Mr. Yang refused to attend as Mo's judge, so he naturally wouldn't invite Mo Beichen to the birthday banquet.

"Mr. Mo, it seems we can't go to Mr. Yang's birthday party..." Li Mu worriedly said something that would probably anger Mo Beichen.

He was trying his best to lower his voice.

Mo Beichen's ears were as sharp as his heart, and the corners of his mouth revealed a cold and profound meaning.

"Why can't I go? Not only do I have to go, but I also have to go openly." Mo Beichen was confident.

On the other side, Su Yu'an received the news and hurried to Yang's house.

I brought the calligraphy and paintings worth tens of millions of dollars that I had prepared early in the morning.

Originally, the Su family was very uneasy when Su Qianrou happened, and Su Yu'an was not in the mood to think about cooperation with Mr. Yang.

But knowing that Mo Beichen was going, he naturally wanted to follow her to see what tricks he was going to play because he didn't care about Rourou's life or death.

The Su family placed the blame for Su Qianrou and Su Nanjin on this ruthless man. "Mr. Yang, Mo Beichen is here." The servant of the Yang family informed him.

Mr. Yang's expression suddenly turned solemn. He didn't remember that he had sent an invitation to Mr. Mo.

"Mr. Yang, I'm taking the liberty to come here. This is a small tribute from me, Mr. Mo. I wish you long life and good health."

Mo Beichen showed a warm smile. His tall and straight facial features could not be harmonious in front of a veteran like Mr. Yang, but his handsome face was indeed unrivaled.

However, his wife's life and death are unknown now, so how can he still have the elegance to attend other people's banquets!
No one can figure it out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mu behind him placed the brocade box on a table specially placed for gifts. Because of its gorgeous appearance, his gift attracted much attention.

Mr. Yang didn't look good, and his vicissitudes of life exuded a heavy aura.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your concern, but Mr. Mo is so presumptuous..." It could be seen that Mr. Yang was already trying his best to suppress his dissatisfaction.

"This is the invitation you sent to Rourou, but Rourou..." A sad look flashed across Mo Beichen's eyes.

"She can't attend your birthday banquet, so I, as your husband, will appear in her stead, which can be regarded as fulfilling her wish."

Mo Beichen held back his sadness. His well-proportioned figure seemed to have been shortened, as thin as wings, and his star-like eyes only had a sense of emptiness.

This kind of him is incompatible with the festive Yang family.

He will come too!

Su Qianrou didn't expect it at all. Just seeing Mo Beichen again would make her heart feel inexplicable pain.

It was this man who put herself to death. Su Qianrou couldn't help but clench her hands into fists as she looked back on everything, her white knuckles all bearing the burden of humiliation.

"Forget it, everyone here is a guest, please take a seat." Mr. Yang also knew about Su Qianrou.

It really brought tears to those who heard it, and Mr. Yang was moved with compassion.

Just when everyone was getting ready to have a meal, Su Yu'an happened to arrive.

"Old Yang!"

How many kilometers had he driven? There were big teardrops hanging on both sides of his forehead and temples.

It's the third brother!
Su Qianrou's eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart beat suddenly with excitement.

If Ji Yuan hadn't pulled her, she would have flown into Su Yu'an's arms, and her revenge plan would have failed.

"No, now is not the time." Ji Yuan whispered in her ear, his solemn face trying his best to wake her up.

"But...!" Su Qianrou was angry and helpless.

"Why is the third son of the Su family here too?" Mr. Yang's dissatisfied face was full of wrinkles.

"I heard it's Mr. Yang's eightieth birthday. How could you not come? You are a well-known figure in the circle, so you have to come to celebrate your birthday out of politeness."

After Su Yu'an calmed down, he deliberately displayed a precious calligraphy and painting in front of Mo Beichen in a high-profile manner.

"Mr. Yang, this is a landscape painting copied by the painter my father specified for you. It is also what my father specified and asked me to hand over to you. I hope you like it."

Su Yu'an's words were like riding a roller coaster, going up and down. During this period, he never forgot to treat Mo Beichen coldly.

Mo Beichen naturally knew his intentions. After all, ever since the confrontation at the Mu family, the Su family and the Mo family had been at odds with each other.

Mo Beichen didn't make any expression, his face as deserted as a PPT frame.

"If you're interested, let's sit down and eat."

The gift was handed over to him, and Mr. Yang couldn't refuse it in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)