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Mu Ruofei's trembling heart calmed down slightly.

Yan Junyan narrowed his eyes and held Mu Ruofei even tighter.

When Song Yin'er saw this picture, her pupils twisted and she shrank fiercely!

"Leave things alone, let's go down." Yan Junyan waved his hand, extremely impatient.

"Miss Song, just give the present to your subordinates." The butler came over and reached out to take what was in Song Yin'er's hand.

Song Yin'er turned her body slightly to avoid it.

The butler rushed to nothing and almost fell.

Yan Junyan had cold eyes, and a swish of coldness shot out from his whole body.

The surrounding air dropped several degrees in an instant.

All the guests present couldn't help but hold their wine glasses tightly, sweating for Song Yin'er.

There is no sound, and the flow of air can be felt clearly.

Time froze at this moment.

"Master Yan, Yin'er has been preparing this gift for a long time, and wants to give it to you personally." Song Yin'er spoke while holding back the fear in her heart.

On the surface, she was very calm, nothing abnormal at all, as if she hadn't been affected by anything.

In my heart, I was already too scared.

If it wasn't for the belief in pulling Mu Ruofei down, Song Yin'er would have collapsed to the ground at this moment.

How could it be possible to have the courage to stand in front of Yan Junyan?

"Master..." The housekeeper was in a dilemma.

If it was normal, he would have ordered the servant girl to take Song Yin'er off.

But today is the young master's birthday.

There were so many guests at the scene, the butler didn't dare to make too much movement for fear of spoiling the young master's interest.

Yan Junyan raised his eyebrows.

"Miss Song, the young master wants you to give the gift to your subordinates."

Song Yin'er bit her lip, thought for a while, and then spoke——

"Master Yan, Yin'er has prepared a total of two gifts today, one is the painting in this brocade box, and the other is a theater troupe specially sent by Yin'er from Song Kingdom, specially for Young Master Yan. ..."

"Let's act." Yan Junyan interrupted Song Yin'er.

"Yes!" Song Yin'er was overjoyed, and hurriedly let the maid and troupe come in.

The troupe entered the lobby and began preparations.

Song Yin'er walked over and handed the brocade box to the troupe.

Then, step back and sit down.

Seeing that nothing serious happened to her, Yan Junyan's grim expression softened a bit.

Mu Ruofei also relaxed, took a quick look at Shangguanjie, picked up the brush and continued to draw.

She has no interest in listening to plays.

Yan Junyan's thoughts were not in the troupe either.

The reason why he agreed was that he didn't want to disturb Mu Ruofei's painting.

With brown eyes narrowed, she lowered her head, and picked on Mu Ruofei, asking her to draw the pattern she wanted on the paper.

The guests were relieved to see that Yan Junyan was not angry, and there was no blood splattered at the scene, and continued the discussion just now, but most of the people's attention was on the troupe.

A stagnation storm seems to have passed like this.

Soon, the troupe set up their array and began to perform.

The guests were not interested in listening to the opera——

Generally only when there is an old man's birthday at home, the theater troupe will be invited.

Among Yan Junyan's guests, most of them are businessmen, they are not very old, they like maiko more than singing.

Compared with the graceful dance of maiko, the theater troupe is boring.

At the scene, no one watched the show at all.

Everyone continued chatting and clinking glasses frequently...

However, when the play started, everyone's eyes were drawn to the past——

That theater troupe actually took the story of Master Yan and Mrs. Yan as a script, adapted their past events into a play, and performed it in front of many people!