wealthy tycoon

"Yes, Grandpa, what you said is right. Fortunately, Meng Ling's boyfriend still rented that car. If we bought it, I'm afraid anyone in our family will not pay attention to it!"

Yanmei added fuel to the side and said: "Look at Zhixian not only has ability, but also is very low-key, unlike the son-in-law of the uncle's family who rented a car and thought he was a rich man. What's the deal!"

"What Yanmei said is very good. The poorer you are, the more you have to pretend. You obviously rent it, but you insist on pretending to be rich. Even the old man doesn't pay attention to it. It's really outrageous!" The second family also added fuel to the fire. The more it burns, the more prosperous it is.

Soon, the eldest family caused dissatisfaction among the Yan family members, and they all blamed them. When the banquet was about to start, they saw the three members of the eldest family coming over with gifts.

"Dad, we're late!" the boss said to the old man.

"Hmph, do you know that you are late? Is it because Meng Ling finds a rich boyfriend and doesn't care about me as an old man?" The old man became very angry when he saw the eldest family.

The eldest family is Zhang Er's monk, who can't figure it out.

"Boss, didn't we say that you thought you were looking for a rich son-in-law, so you could just show off in front of the old man?"

"Why are you rich? All the cars are rented. How funny!"

A bunch of relatives were talking about the boss's family one after another. Ye Tian stood aside and glanced at it. This situation was quite similar to Qingcheng's previous situation. When the family got bigger, there were more right and wrong. In fact, to put it bluntly, these people just watched Yan The Mengling family is not too cold.

"What do you mean?" The boss's face was livid.

"Now that the banquet is already open, you just came, what do you mean by asking?" Yiyan's family said disdainfully.

"The table is open?" Ye Tian glanced at the table, and indeed the dishes are all on the table, and many people have already started eating, so Ye Tian looked at Yan Mengling: "Meng Ling, didn't you say that the table will open at twelve o'clock? It's only 11:30 Are you ready to sit?"

"I don't know either, the third aunt's family must have used some means!" Yan Mengling's beautiful eyes blinked: "I made you laugh!"

"I don't care, anyway, I'm only temporary, and it's impossible to see them again in the future!" Ye Tian shrugged his shoulders, not because he agreed to Yan Mengling, he didn't even bother to come here.

However, a look of disappointment flashed in Yan Mengling's beautiful eyes. She liked Ye Tian before, and even regarded Ye Tian as her black prince. Unfortunately, this is her best friend's husband, so she can't let Mo Qingcheng down.

"What? The banquet is open? Her third aunt informed me yesterday that the banquet will open at twelve o'clock!" said the boss.

"Brother, you have to speak according to your conscience. Yesterday I informed you that the banquet would start at eleven o'clock. You came late, and you actually blamed everything on me. Are you still reasonable?"

Zhu Hong complained pitifully: "Dad, look, look at elder brother, he came late and still wronged me, those who didn't know thought I really told him yesterday that it was twelve o'clock today! Such wronged Am I still human?"

Zhu Hong did announce that it was twelve o'clock last night, but no one could prove that the boss and the family had no choice but to blame her.

"Okay, since you are late, you don't need to attend today's family banquet, go home!" The old man waved his hand, making the boss's family look ugly, but the old man still insisted, and the boss's family had no choice but to go home in despair.

Ye Tian had black lines on his face, he was only here to be a temporary boyfriend, unexpectedly he would also be ashamed.

"I'm sorry for making you wronged!" Yan Mengling's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and her heart was full of apology. She asked Ye Tian to be her temporary boyfriend, but she never expected to make Ye Tian so embarrassing.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it!" Wasn't it like this in Mo Qingcheng's house before?