After a while of confusion, Nanfeng reluctantly agreed to Du He that he would not give him eye drops in front of his mother for a short time. The brother and sister finally reached an agreement and held hands and returned to the main house from the other end of the yard.

Jiang Ling, Wang Xianzhu, and Yang Meixue were all here. These were unmarried and came to see the ceremony for their younger sisters. There were also several kind-faced female elders who came to help Nanfeng make a gift. Qin's mother stood by with a tea tray, and Lu Yuzhen was talking to them with a smile.

Today, the two birthday stars celebrated their birthdays. Even though the three of them didn't like each other, they still maintained the good education of a lady. However, only each of them knew whoever hid the crumpled cup and the crumpled corners of their clothes.

Yang Meixue had just arrived. Looking around in the room for a while, she saw Lu Yuzhen's ritual. The ceremony was complete and she was free to move forward and retreat. Lu Yuzhen looked quite satisfied.

But what Lu Yuzhen was worried about was that she liked all three girls, and she was very satisfied with whom she was her daughter, but Ah He could only have one wife. Who was it?

Lu Yuzhen also heard about the last time Du He and Takahashi Haiyu had something to do. She also gave Takahashi's funeral to Takahashi's family. The child... can only be said to be miserable and has no fate with Ahe.

After passing through the incident at Takahashi's family, Lu Yuzhen found that Du He was walking, sitting and lying down as usual. Although he looked a little thinner, he was still in good spirits. However, there was something abnormal. The more Du He acted unaffected, the less Lu Yuzhen dared to mention marriage.

She was in a free relationship with Du Zhongheng at the beginning, and she hoped that her son would not be affected by the family and would find a true lover.

"Our little protagonist is here. I wonder what gifts are prepared by all the guests who are watching the gift?"

Lu Yuzhen suddenly came to her senses in Du He's voice. Seeing that everyone around was looking at her, she calmed down and said with a smile: "Yes, Nanfeng is the tip of my heart. Ordinary things may not be surprised."

Nanfeng twisted Du He's clothes, avoided Yang Meixue's inquiry vision, and said to the other two simple-minded sisters: "Don't listen to my mother and brother, I'm a vulgar person. The more vulgar things you have, such as gold and silver jewelry, the more I like them!"

Nanfeng's truth caused a burst of laughter, which made Jiang Ling sigh. What she prepared was a simple box of jewelry, gold, silver, enamel, pearls and jade. She had spent some time choosing. She was afraid of being ordinary, but when she saw Nanfeng say this, she immediately calmed down and was as stable as Mount Tai.

Sure enough, after several female elders combed Nanfeng's hair, changed his clothes, and dressed up as an adult girl, Jiang Ling couldn't wait to give her gift.

"Here, little girl movies. My sister liked these things when she was young, but she didn't have the chance to wear them. Today, my sister is older and can't wear them. I'll give them all to you and wear them!"

Jiang Ling put a box of heavy jewelry in Nanfeng's hand. Nanfeng heard the movement and knew what was inside. The crescent eyes narrowed into a line and said sweetly: "Thank you, Sister A Ling." He also hugged Jiang Ling, which immediately attracted the sight of the other two.

Wang Xianzhu is a new member of this circle. Her father Wang Xingbao and Lu Yuzhen have an old age, but the two have not had contact with each other for more than ten years. They just met twice, so they were a little restrained and the gifts they gave were more formal. They were an expensive set of French cosmetics, which Wang Xianzhu asked a Western friend to buy.

Nanfeng only looked at the box and knew that the things inside were expensive. He also thanked him solemnly, but he didn't hug him.

Sister Xianzhu and Sister Aling often have conflicts. She knows that she cannot do anything to betray friendship and camp in front of Sister Aling~

However, Yang Meixue, no matter how many times she met, Nanfeng always felt a chill when she saw Yang Meixue. Yang Meixue held a small box with interest and waved to Nanfeng.

"Come here, little girl."

Nanfeng looked at Du He and then moved to Yang Meixue in small steps, as well-behaved as the kind of sister Du He dared to imagine in his dreams.

Yang Meixue smiled slightly, touched Nanfeng's hair, and said in a slightly low voice: "You are the Zhongxiang clan, with a famous family, with a gentle and graceful personality, and a skillful etiquette. I wish you to be solemn and gentle, and to be gentle and elegant. Feng Zhao is famous in the court and will live up to your ancestors."

When Nan Fengtou heard such a literary congratulatory message, he was a little confused for a moment, with some gray eyes reflected Yang Meixue's deep face like glass.

Yang Meixue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled, flipped her hands and put another simple black velvet bag into Nanfeng's hand.

Nanfeng was stunned, then thanked him obediently. Yang Meixue pinched Nanfeng's cheek and said nothing.

Du He looked at the velvet bag and seemed to have thought of something. Yang Meixue smiled and glanced at him. Du He immediately closed his mouth.

After the gift was given, Lu Yuzhen saw that several people were a little embarrassed, so she suggested playing mahjong. Nanfeng was the least and was chosen to serve the card game. Du He simply could only sit aside and watch. After the three beauties rubbed Lu Yuzhen for a few rounds, the faint gap between the few people disappeared and they soon became familiar with each other.

After the sex, Lao Hai brought the birthday noodles at the right time. Several people shared the hot noodles, and when there was heat in their stomachs, they became lazy.

"Ahe, your housekeeper is good, give it to me? I'll exchange it for you with two British housekeepers."

Yang Meixue is rich and arrogant. She is optimistic about Lao Hai's ability and directly asks to change it.

Du He shrugged, "When Uncle Hai comes later, don't mention it. I'm afraid that Uncle Hai will go to Shanghai overnight and prepare your two housekeepers."

Yang Meixue said "Oh?"

"Uncle Hai was at the Du family since he was the uncle of the Du family, but I heard from my father that Uncle Hai is a free man?" Jiang Ling was in a state of interest and asked enthusiastically on the sofa.

Lu Yuzhen nodded, "Ahai did not sign a contract with the Du family."

Jiang Ling let out a small "wow".

"This is amazing. I heard that one-third of the Du family's family business today is the credit of this old housekeeper. Aunt Lu trusts her and keeps her from wishing. It is rare for her master and servant to get along."

Yang Meixue rarely praised her.

Lu Yuzhen smiled slightly, "I think the most powerless bond between people is the contract, family affection, friendship, and love on paper. Compared to the cold shackles, it makes people more willing."

For a moment, the other four women in the room who would take charge of the family business in the future were thoughtful.

Late at night, the guests returned to their rooms, and Nanfeng placed the gifts sent by the guests in the room arranged by Lu Yuzhen.

The guests either gave some precious or rare things. Nanfeng was still interested in playing at first, but later on, they became short of interest.

However, the gifts sent by Jiang Ling and the other two were asked Nanfeng to solemnly place on the table and keep them for the last time.

Jiang Ling gave a box of beautiful jewelry, complete with pearls and jade, full of gold and silver, and various jewelry decorations were enough to be a dowry for a girl from a family. Nan Feng smiled happily and gently put the gift into his jewelry box.

Wang Xianzhu's cosmetics and perfume are called Nanfeng Xinqi for a while. He opened the perfume bottle and sniffed it, and then carefully wiped it a little. After a while, the whole room was filled with fresh fruit fragrance.

Nanfeng took a deep breath, walked around the room intoxicatedly, and placed the perfume bottle on the dressing cabinet.

Finally, the most unsightly, the ordinary black velvet cloth bag was tied with a drawstring, which looked more like a coin bag that Yang Meixue took out with her. Nan Feng pulled the bag away in confusion, looked inside curiously, then his eyes shrank suddenly.

After a while, Nanfeng looked around carefully, checked the doors and windows, and then slowly held the things in the cloth bag and took them out.

Heavy, cold, an unknown smell of oil, and the black metal all over the body exuded a hideous smell, not like something for girls. But Nanfeng's eyes slowly lit up. She carefully held the handle, observed for a while, and then gently fiddled with the machine, and there was a "click" sound in the room.
Chapter completed!