At the door, Ji Chicheng put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his eyes swept around the whole banquet hall.

Many business people and political figures who are connected to the coastal areas have come.

Then he raised his foot again and walked inside.

"Young Master, Su and the others are over there." Wu Tezhu found Su Yan and the others in the vast crowd.

Ji Chicheng glanced in the direction pointed by his old man, and then walked over there.

"Shao Ji."

Su Yan saw Ji Chicheng coming and hurriedly got up to meet him.

Welcoming him, led him to the crowd where he was just now. On the brown leather sofa, sat Yan Rusheng and Su Yan's wife.

There are also two faces of men and women who are strange and familiar.

The man wears a black shirt, with a restrained and calm temperament.

Su Yan pointed at him and introduced to Ji Chicheng: "Let me introduce to you, this is our sister-in-law, Ming Ansheng."

Then he pointed to the girl next to Ming Ansheng and continued to introduce, "This is my sister, Su Yue."

Ji Chicheng nodded to them, and Ming Ansheng nodded in response to him.

"Do you think I'm very young, he's very old?"

Su Yue raised his head and asked Ji Chicheng with a slight smile.

Ji Chicheng glanced at Mingyue and his wife blankly, and said in a lukewarm tone, "I don't think so."

The tone is clearly saying you are boring.

Although he is only four years older than Anning, he is an elder, this kind of question about men being older than women, whoever asks, who is he anxious.

Su Yue: "..."

"Hahaha..." Ming Ansheng laughed when he saw his little daughter-in-law ate a bite, feeling happy.

The hearty laughter made Su Yue resent, and gritted his teeth and stamped on his foot.

Ming Ansheng stretched out his hand, patted her dozingly on the back of her hand, and then looked at Ji Chicheng and asked, "Why didn't Ji Shao bring his wife and daughter to play together?"

Ji Chicheng faintly replied: "She went to join her girlfriend's school."

"Her movie, I watched it several times, her acting is superb." Su Yue suddenly interjected.

Ji Chicheng nodded without humility, "Well, I think so too."

For his unmodestness, none of the men present had an opinion. After all, they were all wives and mad demons, which resonated.

Everyone was chatting, Yan Rusheng and Su Yan were the masters here, and people kept coming over to say hello, all kinds of official language for flattering,

"Mummy."

Suddenly a girl's voice called'Mummy', Ji Chicheng was taken aback, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the sound. A seven or eight-year-old girl was wearing a goose yellow dress with ponytails and a petite figure. Actively bounce here.

A pair of bright eyes, deep eyes, like elves, especially beautiful.

Behind her was a little boy wearing diapers, with a pacifier in his mouth, chubby, like a little meatball.

That looks so cute.

Ji Chicheng's gaze followed the little guy, always feeling that he was about to fall, but in the end it was always a false alarm.

The little girl ran into Su Yue's arms and acted like a baby, "Mummy, brother is so annoying."

"It's so annoying to ignore him." Su Yue hugged her daughter and glanced disgustingly at the little meatball that was struggling to crawl on the sofa next to her.

Seeing him crawling so hard, she didn't plan to help.

Holding Su Xiaoqiao, pointing at Ji Chicheng on the opposite side, and introducing Su Xiaoqiao, "Xiaoqiao, this is Uncle Ji."