Chapter 97 (1/2)

Shen Yawen walked silently to the lounge. Mu Ximan came over and said with concern, ”sister Wen, I'll go with you.”

Ye Qingyu smiled and said to fan juanyan, ”aunt, Manman and Miss Shen have a good relationship.”

Fan juanyan said with a smile: ”they are both students of M University. Yawen has helped Manman and Xiaoqing in school. Manman and Xiaoqing treat Yawen as their own sister.”

Ye Qingyu smiled and said nothing more. Shen Yawen was very smart. She actually thought of working hard from Mu's family.

Before the dinner, ye Xinghui and Luo Meihua were invited to the central rostrum.

Ye Xinghui is younger than his actual age. He is tall and has a serious expression. His unsmiling face makes him look very deep and steady.

Luo Meihua is ten years younger than ye Xinghui. Both her appearance and figure are well maintained. She looks like a pair of sisters even standing with her daughter ye Qingyu. At the moment, he smiled and took Ye Xinghui's arm, looking happy.

The emcee introduced the two husband and wife's faithful love and decades of mutual help, which made people sigh.

Suddenly, the light on the top of the head turned off, leaving only the dim decorative lights on the surrounding walls, and a gentle cry of surprise came from the crowd.

Immediately, a beam of light hit Ye Xinghui and Luo Meihua above the podium, and there was another commotion in the crowd.

”Happy Birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to Dad! ” The sound of singing birthday songs suddenly came from behind people.

People turned back in surprise and consciously made way.

A spotlight came after the light, and ye Qingyu in a red skirt pushed a three-layer huge cake out slowly, with a charming smile on his face.

She pushed the cake to the stage, patted her hands, sang softly, and went to Ye Xinghui: ”happy birthday, Dad!” Then he hugged Ye Xinghui.

When the light was turned on, everyone saw Ye Xinghui's eyes filled with tears, and Luo Meihua had been so excited that she wiped the corners of her eyes.

”Dad, this is the first time you have such a grand birthday. I wish my father a blessing like the East China Sea and a longer life than the south mountain!”

Ye Xinghui nodded and patted Ye Qingyu's hand: ”OK, OK, thank you Qingyu, thank you baby daughter!”

Ye Qingyu took a tray from the service staff behind him: ”Dad, I will give you such a birthday every year in the future, so that you can have today every year and today every year.”

After the conversation, the service staff lifted the red cloth on the tray. People rushed to see it first. It was a half foot high God of gold, inlaid with various gemstones. At a glance, they knew it was valuable.

”You see, it's better to have a daughter. It's so sweet. Dong Ye is still blessed!”

”Yes, yes, having such a daughter really wakes up in a dream.”

The discussion under the stage was really heard on the stage. Ye Qingyu pursed his lips and smiled: ”Dad, this is my birthday gift for you. I wish you and US Ye's wealth!”

Ye Xinghui and Luo Meihua smiled happily and nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Qingyu motioned the service staff to take down the gift: ”Dad, make a wish.” Then he took Ye Xinghui's arm and came to the front of the cake. The burning candle was a clear 55 word.

Ye Qingyu said affectionately, ”Fifty five is five plus five, which is ten. Dad, from today on, you will be perfect and everything will go well. I believe whatever you want will come true.”

Ye Xinghui smiled happily: ”Dad's wish is that you can get married as soon as possible.”

With that, they swept their eyes into the crowd, and they searched with his eyes. Everyone was looking for mu Xichen.

However, Mu Xichen disappeared, and no one noticed when he left.

Ye Qingyu's smile stiffened and said, ”Dad, are you willing to marry me?”

Ye Xinghui took back his eyes and smiled awkwardly: ”of course, Dad can't bear it. I'm just a baby daughter like you. I wish you would stay with mom and dad all your life.”

The crowd echoed, praising Ye Qingyu for being sensible and admiring Ye Zong's good fortune.

Luo Meihua looked at her husband and woman and smiled with satisfaction: ”well, Lao ye, blow out the candles.”

Ye Xinghui pulls Ye Qingyu together, ready to blow candles.

”Wait a minute!” With a clear voice, the door of the hall opened.

At the door was an exquisite big cake with five layers. At the top of the cake was a small doll wearing a suit and tie. A closer look, it was very similar to Ye Xinghui.

The cake was slowly pushed to the front of the stage, and a handsome man in a beige suit stood out behind.

The man walked slowly onto the stage, followed by a strong man with a tray.

”Mr. Ye, I'm sorry we're late!”

With that, he waved to his back and lifted the cloth on the tray in his entourage's hand.

There was a scream below. It was a 50 cm high jade Maitreya. The cake and gift directly compared with what ye Qingyu had just sent.

Not to mention that the cake is more beautiful and exquisite, just say the jade Maitreya. Everyone knows that gold is valuable and jade is priceless. Moreover, it is such a large piece that the Buddha must be the whole jade. This Buddha can be said to be priceless.

”You -” Ye Xinghui looked at the handsome man in front of him with some surprise.

Ye Qingyu is even more surprised. Who is this? Will you smash the field? Why do you have to beat her?

The man smiled and said respectfully, ”Mr. Ye, the young master said this is your first grand birthday, but he can't leave now and can't return home in person, so he sent us back to give you his carefully prepared gift. I wish you a happy birthday!”