Chapter 25: Work

The banquet was still going on, Jiang Xiche had been entangled and couldn't get away, so he could only look at the place where Yi Yan was from time to time to make sure she was at ease within her vision.
Yi Yan was chatting with Fang Shushu while eating. The two were chatting about a web drama they were chasing recently. When they were chatting in a lively manner, there was abrupt applause in their ears.
They looked around curiously and found that it was Yi Li who was carrying her blue backless dress and walking to the piano.
She sat down with an elegant smile on her face, and then put on a gesture into the microphone above: "Today is my grandma's eighty-fourth birthday. I want to play a song for her. I hope she can be healthy and smile forever."
There was another round of applause around him, and then everyone quieted down very cooperatively, focusing on Yi Li.
Yi Li first glanced at Jiang Xiche's side seemingly, and found that Jiang Xiche was also looking at her, she immediately stunned in her heart, pressed the corners of her lips and smiled, and began to play.
She has learned the piano, and naturally there is nothing wrong with it, and it is still pleasant to the ear. With a quiet atmosphere, she succeeded in temporarily becoming the protagonist of this banquet.
On the other side, Fang Shushu sneered lightly and whispered to Yi Yan, "I really want to throw up, too pretending, right? And have you seen her, she wants to nail your husband."
And Yi Yan squinted at Jiang Xiche with her arms around her chest. She was not sure and quite suspicious, and said, "You said that the dog man Jiang Xiche is watching her?"
"I don't know." Fang Shushu also squinted his eyes, but Jiang Xiche was facing them, they couldn't see his direction clearly.
Just when the two were about to walk over to find out what happened, Jiang Xiche turned around. He took advantage of this moment to get out and walked towards Yi Yan.
When he walked in front of him, Yi Yan looked at him and asked sternly: "Did you just stare at Yi Li?"
"No, take a look." Jiang Xiche denied in a low voice, and gathered her coat.
"It's not okay to take a look, you are not allowed to look at her." Yi Yan ordered him without changing his face.
"Well, don't watch."
Fang Shushu saw Jiang Xiche obediently, she couldn't help hiding her lips and laughing, and whispered close to Yiyan's ear: "I saw it with my own eyes. I really listened to you. I really have a good temper and a strong sense of responsibility. ."
"That's not it, and don't look at who his wife is." Yi Yan raised her chin proudly. She happened to see Yi Li in the distance glaring at her secretly with a grimace. She felt comfortable.
In order to reward Jiang Xiche’s knowledge and to continue to anger Yili, Yiyan turned around and picked up the dessert he hadn’t finished eating, took a sip with a spoon, handed it to Jiang Xiche’s mouth, and said with a smile: "I haven’t eaten yet. Are you hungry? Eat some."
Jiang Xiche lowered his eyes and ate in silently after two seconds.
This action seemed very sweet to others, and many people turned their eyes to them, each with a strong smile.
Yi Li, who was no longer the focus, was even more angry, but she could only endure it, and kept playing a song gracefully.
When Yi Li stepped down, Yi Yan immediately put down his dessert, took off his coat back to Jiang Xiche, and walked towards the small stage with a generous and confident step.
Jiang Xiche frowned slightly, not understanding what she wanted to do.
Yi Yan walked to Li Mai on the stage, adjusted the height, and the crisp voice floated in the courtyard.
"Hello everyone, I am Yi Yan, thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend my grandma's birthday party. Next, I will sing a song to my dearest grandma." She paused briefly and looked at her daughters. Grandma Yi, who was sitting and chatting together, had blooming eyebrows and smiled like a flower fairy.
"I hope my grandma can live a long life. Today next year, the next year, I can also sit with my aunts and chat like now. Grandma, I have to make more clothes for you. You must be well."
After listening to her sincere and mischievous blessings, Grandma Yi smiled happier than when Yi Li went up to play, her cloudy eyes shone with crystal waves under the light.
Yi Yan used her mobile phone to play accompaniment and sang a live song that fully expressed her gratitude to her grandma.
Although this song is not the taste of young people nowadays, the emotions expressed in the lyrics are in place, and the tune is more joyful. In addition, Yiyan's voice is good, and the eyebrows are open and smiling when singing, and there is no out of tune, so that the guests unconsciously follow the rhythm Some people talked in a low voice after the beat.
"I heard that the cheongsam on Mrs. Yi was designed by her. It looks pretty. I'm kind of wanting to ask her to customize it."
"This child is quite filial, looks watery and lovable, and looks lively and lovely. It's no wonder that the big Buddha of the Jiang clan can be subdued by her."
"I don't really believe that the two are married in business. It looks more affectionate than our free love and marriage. When you see Mr. Jiang, his eyes are almost full of his wife."
The voices of the ladies talking came to Yi Li's ears, she gritted her teeth unevenly, and looked at Jiang Xiche in a blink of an eye.
He stood there silently, his silent eyes staring at the beautiful and dazzling woman on the stage. Although the face was silent and plain, the long gaze revealed indescribable tenderness that she had never seen before.
Frozen with jealousy, she gave Yi Yan a fierce look, then quickly sorted out her expressions, picked up two glasses of champagne and walked towards Jiang Xiche.
She handed him a glass, put a friendly smile on him, and said, "Mr. Jiang, you have been married to my sister for so long, and we haven't spoken well yet. I toast you?"
Jiang Xiche still wrapped his eyes on Yi Yan, and said quietly, "Sorry, I can't drink more."
Yi Li's smile froze a little immediately, and her statement was brewing.
Fang Shushu stood next to Jiang Xiche, listening to his refusal, couldn't help but glance at him appreciatively.
It's awesome, I really don't even look at Yili at all.
Seeing that Yi Li was about to speak again, she hurriedly approached Jiang Xiche two steps, smiled and asked him: "Mr. Jiang, how do you think your wife sings?"
"Very good." Jiang Xiche's voice was flat without thinking.
Fang Shushu liked him in her heart, glanced at the black-faced Yili, and asked: "Then do you think the piano music just now sounds good, or is the song your wife sing good?"
Jiang Xiche was silent for a while, and slowly said, "Playing and singing are not comparable."
What he said was not that he thought Yili played better than Yiyan’s singing, but that they were really not comparable. In addition, he didn’t want to use this to increase Yili’s jealousy and dislike of Yiyan, so naive and naive. Meaningless.
Fang Shushu couldn't speak immediately, and Yili's tight face slackened a bit, and she even rolled her eyes proudly.
At exactly this time, Yi Yan finished singing and walked over here quickly.
She was not ashamed at all, she hugged Jiang Xiche's waist and grinned at him with her face up, "How am I singing?"
"It sounds good." Jiang Xiche lowered his eyes to look at her, and put his suit jacket on her shoulders again.
She looked full of joy, her eyes were more curved, and she said sweetly: "I will sing you a song when you wait for your birthday."
"Okay." Jiang Xiche said softly, pulling her long hair out of her coat, and smoothing her fingers along the way, silently considerate and gentle.
Yili's eyes were so hot that she couldn't look anymore, and turned away angrily.
"Cut, I can't kill you." Yi Yan rolled her eyes at her back, let go of Jiang Xiche, and winked at him secretly, "Good cooperation, Jiang Jiang."
Jiang Xiche: "..."
Who is cooperating with you?
A few minutes later, the servants pushed a multi-layered cake to the center of the yard. The guests quickly gathered around. Yi Shicheng and Yi Grandma walked into the center of the crowd and spoke separately.
Grandma Yi thanked everyone for coming to her birthday party. When she said her birthday wish, she looked at Yi Yan, her soft eyes full of love.
"I have lived for more than 80 years, and I have done everything that should be done. Now my only wish is to hope that my granddaughter, Yan Yan, can always be happy and happy, and be healthy every day in the future, loving husband and wife, family Happy, successful career."
After hearing these words, Yi Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.
Today is obviously grandma's birthday, but the wish in her heart is about her.
Her heart was sore, moved and sad, the corners of her lips bent down, stepped forward, and held her grandma in her arms.
The same granddaughter, Yi Li felt a clear drop from her grandmother, which made the flames accumulated in her chest about to gush out. She walked out of the crowd angrily. Unexpectedly, when she raised her eyes, she saw a person eating not far away. Yizheng of things.
She paused, her eyes moved lightly, and after thinking about the need in her heart, she took advantage of everyone's attention not here, and went straight to Yizheng.
Not long after, Yi Zheng squeezed in from the crowd, and it happened that an important client called Jiang Xiche. He glanced at Yi Yan who was sticking to his grandma, and silently retreated from the crowd. Answer the phone outside.
Yi Zheng was also wearing a suit. He smiled and approached Grandma Yi who was cutting the first slice of cake, and said loudly to her with a bit of pride: "Happy birthday, grandma, and wish grandma a better life!"
In an instant, there was no sound in the surroundings, and everyone was shocked. They looked at each other, and Grandma Yi was so scared that the knives in her hand were loose.
"Shut up!" Yi Shicheng furiously reacted and slapped Yi Zheng's face with a loud and clear voice.
After being beaten, Yi Zheng almost couldn't stand still. He was dumbfounded for a while, clutching his cheeks and crying.
"You still have the face to cry!" Yi Shicheng blushed and his neck was thick, and then raised his hand to attack Yizheng.
Seeing this, Yi Yan quickly stepped forward, grabbed Yi Shicheng's arm with both hands and threw it away, hurriedly protecting Yi Zheng, and shouted at Yi Shicheng, "You must not beat my brother!"
"What did he say to your grandma! What day is it, can you say such a thing!" Yi Shicheng didn't care so much, and pointed at Yi Zheng. He is really angry, after all, if this matter is spread outside, I don't know how many people will laugh.
It was true that Yi Zheng said the wrong thing. Yi Yan was in trouble. She had to wipe away tears for Yi Zheng, pushed him to his grandma, and bowed her head and said seriously to him: "Brother, please say sorry to grandma."
"I'm sorry, grandma." Yi Zheng's IQ only stayed at the age of six, and the fiery pain in his cheek made him cry constantly, and he looked aggrieved.
Yi Yan taught him: "Say to grandma, wish grandma a happy birthday."
"I wish grandma a happy birthday than Nanshan."
Grandma Yi can also be considered relieved. Seeing Yi Zheng's tearful appearance, she couldn't bear to blame, but she pampered and rubbed a hand full of wrinkled hands on his face to comfort him: "It's all right, don't cry. Oh, grandma doesn’t blame you."
Soon, she glared at Yi Shicheng and scolded: "You said you did too! What does he know? He just wants to bless me. Why are you beating him?"
The other party was not easy to refute, so he had to sigh with hatred for iron and steel.
Grandma Yi turned to call Yi Yan: "Yan Yan, take your brother in and comfort him."
Yi Yan hurriedly pulled Yi Zheng out of the crowd and returned to the house. The lights inside the house were much brighter than outside. Only then did she clearly see that there were several red marks on Yi Zheng's face.
I don’t know if Yi Shicheng has put on multiple hands. Yizheng is still sobbing intermittently. Yiyan is afraid that he may hurt other places. He hurriedly held his head left and right to check it, and asked with concern: "In addition to his face, there are Doesn't it hurt?"
Yi Zheng shook his head and cried: "My face hurts so much, why did my dad beat me?"
"Because you said something wrong." Yi Yan sighed, got up and went to the bathroom, took a wet towel out and put it on Yi Zheng's face before continuing, "Shou is not a good word for epiphany."
Suddenly, she was reminded by her own words. How could her brother suddenly rush to say blessings to grandma? Can you still utter a word like "Shouby Epiphany"? This kind of thing has never happened before.
The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt. She curled her eyebrows and asked Yi Zheng: "Brother, who taught you the sentence you said to your grandma?"
"It was Yi... Yi... Yili taught me. She told me that as long as I said that to grandma, grandma would be very happy."