The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

The Ye family was bluffed, and no one dared to act rashly. A guest next to him couldn't help asking: "Miss Lu, what does this daughter of the Ye family have to do with you?"

Lu Zhenzhen looked at the person who spoke.

About 40 years old, with familiar faces but no names, they are already the most distinguished guests that the Ye family can invite.

But Lu Zhenzhen choked back directly, "What are you, worthy of your asking?"

The man's face turned red with anger, and he was about to make trouble, but the people next to him hurriedly held him down, and warned in a low voice: "That's Miss Lu, you can figure it out yourself, can you afford to offend me?"

Can't afford it!
If you really want to say a few words, his company will be finished.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Lu Zhenzhen didn't seem to see the ugly faces of everyone, and hooked the hair on the temples with her fingers, and glanced casually across: "I mean, everyone here is not a thing."

"Lu Zhenzhen! Don't be too crazy!"

"Isn't it because you are protected by the Lu family and the Gao family? As for being so arrogant!"

"At any rate, we are also figures with dignity, and we are not something you, a junior, can humiliate in public!"

Lu Zhenzhen sneered, and suddenly got excited, and was about to use her ability to fight the Confucians with words, when Yan Chi suddenly stood in front of her.

Ask: "Who has a head and a face, come out and let me see."

"..."

This one is even more afraid to provoke.

Lu Zhenzhen poked him, "What's your business!"

Yan Chi raised his hand and put the watch under her nose, "Miss, are you hungry? Even if you are not hungry, the cake should melt."

Lu Zhenzhen's eyelids twitched, "Oh, you're right."

She was instantly persuaded, turned around and took Nan Jiaojiao's hand, and wanted to leave.

"Jiaojiao—"

Mr. Ye's voice seemed to be pulled from his throat. He was supported by someone, and he hurried forward a few steps, keeping his eyes on Nan Jiaojiao, for fear that she would leave just like that.

"Son, the misunderstanding has not been cleared up yet. Grandpa will give you justice, but no matter what, we are all your relatives. Today is your birthday. At least... cut the cake before leaving."

Nan Jiaojiao turned around, squinting her eyes with a half-smile, "I also have cake?"

The old man's face was flushed with embarrassment. He didn't know what the women in the family were thinking. They hadn't prepared for Nan Jiaojiao in the past few years, so how could they be this year.

"Yes! Yes! I'll have someone push it over for you."

"Let's forget it, you keep it for food, I'm an eyesore here."

"What did you say, kid!" The old man was so anxious that he slammed his cane a few times, "Is an appraisal so important? I haven't figured it out yet, and you don't even recognize your relatives!"

Nan Jiaojiao is not a fool.

Of course she knew that what the old man wanted to keep was not her, but these people standing beside her.

When the paternity test was taken out, the old man didn't speak, but he wished to take this opportunity to drive her out of the house, but now he is keeping her.

Relatives with too strong purpose, she doesn't care.

Nan Jiaojiao pulled out a strand of hair, beckoned for a servant to come over, and put it in the man's palm.

Said: "This is mine, you just take it for testing, just let me know the result, if it is, then continue to be a relative, if not—"

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes moved, and she hummed softly in her deep voice, which sounded a little unreasonable, "What should I do, I really don't think so."

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao!"

The old man was so anxious that he blushed and his neck was thick. He suddenly realized that Nan Jiaojiao was usually quiet. Every time she had a family gathering, she had almost no sense of presence. Only now did she realize that she was simply too lazy to deal with them.