Chapter 137 Crushing Li Qiao

Chapter 137 Crushing Li Qiao

Duan Yilang stood in front of Li Qiao, seeing her indifferent expression, the corners of his lips moved, but he didn't know how to speak.

He has always known that because of Duan Yixuan's relationship, Qiaoqiao is not close to them and has a strong sense of distance.

Duan Yilang wants to break this status quo, but is clearly unable to do what he wants.

After a while, Li Qiao finished sending the WeChat message, held her mobile phone and raised her chin towards the front yard, "It's time to eat, let's go."

Duan Yilang followed her and walked back. During this time, he had nothing to say, "Qiaoqiao, what birthday gift did you prepare for grandpa this time?"

"Small stuff." Li Qiao said concisely.

Duan Yilang laughed, knowing that she didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions.

...

Man Tang Yuan is the restaurant of Bie She. It is also the name Duan Jingming himself chose, implying a house full of children and grandchildren.

At twelve o'clock in the noon, the birthday banquet starts, and men, women and children gather together.

The eldest brother Li Jun and the second brother Li Yan were also present. They were next to Li Qiao on one left and one on the right. After the meal, they kept feeding food into her bowl.

The juniors who are similar in age are only Li Qiao, Duan Yilang and Duan Yixuan.

Auntie Duan Shuhua's children all studied abroad but did not return home, and my uncle is... a golden bachelor.

At this time, Duan Yixuan watched the scene with disdain from a few seats away, squeezed the chopsticks in his hand, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't you have hands? You need someone else to help you eat!"

Duan Yilang, who was beside her, bumped her knee under the table, "Eat your food, don't make trouble."

Duan Yilang knew the general idea and didn't want to make trouble at the dinner table, but he didn't understand that the more this happened, the more Duan Yixuan would dislike Li Qiao.

Halfway through the meal, everyone raised their glasses to celebrate Duan Jingming's birthday. When it was Duan Yixuan's turn, she stood up, and calmly came to the old man's side, "Grandpa, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, and a longevity like Nanshan. Every year you have today, Every year has its present.”

"Okay, okay, grandpa will lend you a good word."

Duan Jingming patted her on the shoulder in relief, took a sip of sake, and was about to put down the glass when Duan Yixuan spoke again, "Grandpa, haven't you read the birthday gift we prepared for you today?"

While speaking, she raised her eyebrows provocatively at Li Qiao, her complacent gesture really looked like a fool.

In fact, Duan Yixuan's appearance is very pure, with a bit of Xiaojiabiyu's taste, but compared with Li Qiao, he is much duller in an instant.

At this time, Duan Jingming smiled lightly, and glanced at the living room outside, "Yes, I haven't watched it yet, I would have forgotten it if Xuanxuan didn't say it."

"After dinner, let's unwrap the presents with grandpa. I'm looking forward to it."

Looking forward to how Li Qiao will be slapped in the face by her!

Duan Yixuan is sure that her gift this year must be the one that pleases grandpa the most, crushing Li Qiao is no problem.

...

At half past one in the afternoon, the party ended.

The whole family, old and young, sat in the outer hall, and the housekeeper moved a square table and displayed the gifts from each family on it.

There are gift boxes, health care products, beautifully packaged brocade boxes, and very ordinary-looking hand boxes.

There are more than a dozen gifts, large and small.

"Old man, which one do you want to tear down first?" The butler came to Duan Jingming and asked in a low voice.

Duan Jingming waved his hand casually and looked at Duan Yixuan: "Xuanxuan, don't you want to help grandpa unwrap the present? Why don't you say which one to unwrap first?"

Duan Yixuan got up and came to the square table, took a brief look, his eyes lingered on the brown suitcase, smiled sarcastically, and said to Duan Jingming: "Grandpa, the gift boxes are of different sizes, or we will open them in order from young to old. Bar."

"Okay, then listen to you."

So, Duan Yixuan sat at the table with the butler unwrapping presents complacently.

Duan Jingming's seat was very close to the square table, and he didn't need to stretch his head to see the items in the gift box.