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Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Yan Yingjie's face paled and he felt extremely embarrassed.

Even though he did not want to anger his big brother, he did not want Mo Beichen to be wrongly accused.

He believed that everything Yan Xiaoqin said was true, and Mo Beichen must be a capable person as well. Otherwise, how could the Patriarch treat him differently and treat him as an honored guest?

The instantly stilled atmosphere made everyone feel at a loss.

If Mo Beichen turned hostile, they would really be unable to say anything, nor did they know how to respond.

Mo Beichen, on the other hand, looked indifferent. Under Yan Linshan's ashen face, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. This craftsmanship, it was absolute! Madam Yan's culinary skills are astonishing, I truly envy Yan Family Master's blessings! "

In the dead silent environment, Mo Beichen's endless praises suddenly sounded out. Everyone looked at him with awkward and embarrassed expressions.

"Haha, it's not that I'm boasting, but my wife's culinary skills are at the top of the Yan Family! No one disagreed, and no one didn't praise him! Back then, if it wasn't for the good dishes she cooked, I would have … "

In the next second, Yan Linshan's blabbering voice suddenly stopped, as though someone was holding onto his neck, his entire face changed, and he looked at the beautiful lady beside him with fear.

"How are you, eh? You still don't like me, do you? I told Shanzi, don't think that after a few drinks with an important guest here, you won't be able to find your way to the north, south, east and west!

Who was it that knelt before me and begged? Who was so shameless as to stand guard in front of my house every day and beg me to give you a chance, eh?

"And that time …"

Seeing her blurting out all of the ugly things that happened to her, Yan Linshan was filled with regret. If he had known earlier, he would not have gotten ahead of himself and would have bragged about it. He had lost quite a bit in front of so many people, and his nickname had even been heard by others. It made him want to die.

With lightning speed, he stuffed the entire chicken leg into his wife's mouth and begged for mercy, "My wife, consider it as me begging you. Please give me some face and let me off this time. You can do whatever you want with me later …"

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with their mouths agape. It was as if they had been immobilized. They couldn't believe that the person in front of them was actually their usually taciturn Patriarch.

"Puff …" Little Shan? "Haha, I'm dying from laughter!"

Within the deathly silence, someone suddenly burst out into laughter, causing everyone to be shocked in their hearts. What kind of reckless person dared to mock the Patriarch at this time?

"Little Shan Zi …" Mm, it does feel a little better than something like Goudan'er or Tie Zhu or Little Flower, but it's a little awkward. "

Mo Beichen muttered to himself, he shook his head, then continued to eat. As though there was no one around, he started to fight with the delicacies in his bowl.

"Pata!"

The chopsticks in everyone's hands fell.

"It's over, the main house is going to be infuriated, Mo Beichen is going to suffer …"

Looking at him in disbelief, everyone's eyes were filled with fear as they silently prayed for him in their hearts.

Even if you are the guest of the Patriarch, it is too impolite of you to mock him in his presence. Unless you are deliberately taking revenge, Yan Qingsong's disrespect towards you just now.

The corpses of the people who humiliated the Patriarch last time were still scattered around the wilderness.

He had a premonition that Mo Beichen would most likely bleed on the spot in the next second. Yan Xiaoqin's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

He Xiuzhu's mouth was still stuffed with chicken legs, but she was also surprised. She looked at Mo Beichen, her eyes filled with anxiety.

Although she didn't know what her husband had gone crazy for, to suddenly return to the personality of the two when they were in love, she was extremely familiar with Yan Linshan's temperament in her heart.

Although he was usually cold and taciturn, no one would be afraid of him if he became angry.

Especially those who provoked him, even if they didn't die, they would at least shed a layer of skin.

Now, Mo Beichen was laughing at him in front of everyone. With Yan Linshan's personality, it would not even be strange for him to die from a palm strike.

Just as she and Yan Xiaoqin were about to open their mouths to plead for mercy, Yan Linshan's plain and ordinary words once again caused everyone to be so shocked that their jaws dropped.

"Yeah, I also feel that it's hard to say, but my parents always call me that. Even if I wanted to change it, they wouldn't agree!"

"What?" You actually didn't beat him up? "

"How is this possible, he actually didn't kill me!"

"What did I just hear? The Patriarch actually took his words and the two of them continued to chat?"

What about the rage?

Where's the promised Roar?

This was easy to get along with. He didn't take teasing seriously. What was he trying to do!?

This doesn't fit your personality, Chief...

This incomparably harmonious and illogical scene appeared extremely strange in the eyes of the crowd. It caused them to be frozen in place and not move at all for a moment.

"Hey, what's wrong with you guys? "What are you all standing there for? If you don't act now, all the dishes will be taken away by me."

Mo Beichen waved his hand, signalling for everyone to eat.

"Ignore them, their brains aren't working today. We ate our food, and after a while we told the kitchen to do it again. "Here, cheers!"

Raising the wine cup in their hands, they clinked it against Mo Beichen's lightly and the two finished it in one gulp.

"Are our brains abnormal? Oh my god! "I definitely haven't woken up yet …"

He used all his strength to tug at his thigh, causing Yan Chen's tears to nearly fall. Only then did he confirm that he was not dreaming.

"This is not my dad, it definitely isn't him!"

Yan Xiaoqin was extremely suspicious of whether or not his father was still alive under that skin bag.

"What the hell is this bastard doing? Even I am almost unable to recognize him. Could he have suffered some kind of mental disorder?"

The muscles on He Xiuzhu's face stiffened as he was extremely worried.

"This is too strange!" Ever since Mo Beichen appeared, everything has become abnormal, and this is truly too bizarre … "

Yan Linshan's abnormal performance stunned everyone present. No matter how much they thought about it, they could not understand the reason behind it.

The entire banquet continued through this strange atmosphere until the end.

"Who is that handsome young man? I think he is a talented man and he will definitely be a great man in the future." Mo Beichen looked at the anxious Yan Yingjie and asked.

"It's here. I've finally let this kid wait for an opportunity. My painstaking efforts have not been in vain." Yan Linshan was ecstatic.

Logically speaking, other than Yan Xiaoqin and Yan Chen, the rest of the juniors were not qualified to sit at the same table as the Patriarch.

It was just that due to the fact that their talents were not bad, and they coincidentally met this noble Mo Beichen for a few days. With the previous example, it was not good for Yan Linshan to ask for more, so he intentionally made the two of them sit at the same table.

He just hoped that they would be lucky enough to catch Mo Beichen's eyes and give them some pointers.

It was fine that Yan Qingsong did not grab the opportunity himself, but had instead kept on attacking his sworn brother like a madman, and was also a great benefactor of Yan Family. He was so angry that Yan Linshan almost killed him with a single palm!

If he knew that Yan Qingsong wouldn't know what was good for him, he shouldn't have allowed him to eat.

A cold light flashed in the depths of Yan Linshan's eyes. He had already placed Yan Qingsong into the list of people who would not be able to use him well, and he would not even glance at him once in his life. He had already completely given up.