Paranoid president, he is inappropriate [wearing books](BL) (MTL)

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Jiang Lian He is a White Lotus!

    A string of question marks appeared on Ji Mian's bamboo head.

    But before he had time to sort out whether his previous matchmaking behavior was reasonable, the birthday banquet officially started, and the whispering voices in the front hall stopped. The sound disappeared, and it seemed that the room was very quiet. A few wisps of breeze came in through the propped up windows, accompanied by the rockery Qingchi in Ji's house, with a sense of simplicity.

    Ji Mingtang, who was in the main seat, had a smile on his face, showing the generosity of the host. He said enthusiastically in an old but very rich voice: "Thank you for taking the time to celebrate my old man's birthday, let's not play those fake things. I hope everyone can enjoy themselves in the Ji family, and don’t be too restrained.”

    Those who come here are all eager to get something from the Ji family, naturally they want to hold the master’s family, and they all agree when they see it. :

    "It must be sure!"

    "Don't worry, Elder Ji, we all understand."

    Ji Mingtang listened to the harmony voices from left and right, his heart was bright, but his face was still happy. He waved his hand, motioning for someone to serve.

    There were two tables of people in the front hall. One table was where Ji Mingtang was located. Most of the tables were people from the blood of the Ji family, and only a few were more distinguished guests, such as Gu Ren of the Gu family. The other table was full of guests.

    The dishes were served one by one, and the guests present gradually let go, and each pushed the glass to change, so the thin voices that had faded before gradually rose again. However, in comparison, the members of the Ji family were a little reserved, probably because they always kept the rules of the Ji family in mind, and because the elder Ji was also there, they didn't dare to let go completely, and only toasted themselves with the wine. When he was in front of him, he would only say a few words with a little restraint.

    This is especially evident in the younger generation.

    Ji Chaole, who is only one seat away from his brother, would have thought about changing his seat long ago if he was a normal person. But now, he could only sit in an orderly manner, looking helplessly at Jiang Lianheng between him and Ji Mianzhu. Ji Chaole pursed his mouth, and finally moved his chopsticks reluctantly.

    Ji Mianzhu also picked up his chopsticks.

    Although I couldn't figure out what was wrong with my matchmaking, I still had to eat.

    No matter what, you can't be hungry.

    It's just that Ji Mianzhu handed it over to Jiang Lian before it entered his mouth.

    Not for anything else, just because the other party is so lovable. The people present, no matter how tall, short, fat or thin, were chatting and laughing gracefully, enjoying the birthday banquet carefully prepared by the Ji family. Only Jiang Lian sat there silently, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips lightly, not saying a word in his hand, and slowly holding the vegetables in his left hand, as if he was alone with his own background of silence and loneliness. Out of character.

    Ji Mianzhu's heart softened.

    The bits and pieces of taking care of each other with all his heart in the past flooded into his mind, instantly squeezing out the messy relationship between the protagonist and the protagonist, so Ji Mianzhu gently held Jiang Lian's bandaged right hand under the table on the spot, and gave it to the other party. A little warm.