Chapter 431: Birthday storm (1)

"An Family Patriarch came to congratulate."
Amidst the compliments of everyone, a loud voice blasted through the sky, and the noisy crowd instantly quieted down.
The relationship between the An family and the Wang family is not close, and even more so after the baby An Xiangran was beaten by Wang Xiaopang a few years ago, the An Wang family has become like a fire.
Now... but came to attend the birthday of the Wang family?
Everyone turned their eyes in surprise, and immediately saw An Zhenning, the owner of the An family, walking slowly with his nephew An Xiangran.
An Xiangran's peachy eyes wandered around, seeming to be looking for something. When he saw Wang Xiaopang and Bai Xiaochen sitting on the seats eating and drinking, their eyes lit up suddenly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Following his gaze, An Zhenning saw Wang Xiaopang with a greasy mouth, his face sinking slightly, frowning silently.
This little fat man's character is too arrogant and domineering, I don't know why Ran'er will come with him now? It was this birthday, and Ran Er begged him to bring him here.
"Patriarch An, why are you free to come?"
Wang Yufan was slightly shocked, smiled and walked towards An Zhenning.
"Cough," An Zhenning gave a dry cough, subconsciously glanced at An Xiangran next to her, raised her lips, "I will bring Ran'er to a long-term view, and by the way, I prepared a small gift to congratulate the old man."
After saying this, he was about to let his servants give the gift, but at this moment, An Xiangran had already left his side and rushed towards the direction of the hall...
But he ran too fast, accidentally stumbled, and fell to the ground. A delicate box rolled out of his sleeves. The moment the box spread out, red light diffused out and illuminated. His pale little face.
"Right!"
An Zhenning was so frightened that he couldn't care about giving gifts anymore and rushed towards An Xiangran.
"Ran'er, how about it, is there a fall?" An Zhenning's face was full of tension, and he hurriedly helped An Xiangran from the ground, his eyes full of worry.
"I'm fine."
An Xiangran shook his head, and took a few steps forward to pick up the box that had fallen on the ground, but with one hand, he took the box first.
"Oh, you are really polite when you settle down, and you actually gave such a valuable gift to my old man. I will take this gift first." Wang Deyi smiled and took the box down, with a sinister light in his eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, this Anjia would actually use dragon fruit as a gift. If it was normal, he would have nothing to do. It is a pity that people from the medicine gate will come later. This dragon fruit...must be given medicine!
"The third member of the Wang family," An Zhenning's face sank, "This dragon fruit was given to Ran'er by my father. It is not a gift this time. Please bring the dragon fruit back."
What he said was quite polite. If the old man came in person, I'm afraid... he would have already grabbed it directly.
"Patriarch An, can there be any reason to take back the gift?" Wang Deyi's face was shameless, as if he was about to occupy this dragon fruit.
This change caused the entire front yard to be silent, everyone whispered and whispered underneath.
These discussions were small, but how common in Wang Yufan's ears? His face was ugly, and he was ashamed to find a hole in the hole.
"Lao San, what are you doing? Return the dragon fruit to Master An Xiao soon?"