Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (186)
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She didn't dare to look at Feng Yunan's side, but she could feel the man glaring daggers at her.
"Oh, her surname is Qiao!" Old Mr. Wen stared at Qiao Ruoxi, deep in thought. He muttered to himself, "Looks like her, her eyes are really similar!"
Qiao Ruoxi found it strange. What did Old Master Wen say? What eyes?
Wen Ke'er did not want her grandfather to pay attention to Qiao Ruoxi. She was afraid that something would happen and immediately interrupted the old man's train of thought. She said, "Grandpa, try this snack I made."
"Oh, okay, okay." Wen Houde's attention was drawn over.
After that, different people came to celebrate Old Master Wen's birthday. The birthday banquet was a mix of two cultures. There was a Chinese-style banquet inside and a Western-style open wine reception outside. Many guests could come and talk freely.
Mu Yunli could sense Qiao Ruoxi's discomfort, so he took her away from the table and went to the reception.