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Chapter 262

"I'm really sorry, I kept watching the heat and forgot the time." Ye Cheng made a set of chef's clothes from somewhere, put a large bowl of soup in the middle of the table, pinching his earlobes, and said sincerely:

"Hello uncle and aunt. I only found out the news in the afternoon. I didn't know what gift to prepare for for a while. I happened to be in an internship here, so I ordered some mushrooms in the kitchen and made a soup."

Chen Hongsheng's face cleared a little, his tone was gentle but full of distance said:

"If you are interested, sit down."

Just as Peng Xue was about to get up and make way out of the position, Ye Cheng sat calmly at the door, glanced at the elders in the room, and directly skipped the gentle Hu Qingfeng.

But since Ye Cheng entered the door, Hu Qingfeng has been staring at him, and he always felt like he had seen his face somewhere.

Chen Sisi sat down next to Ye Cheng without caring about the presence of his elders and whispered: "The injury on your hand has not healed yet, why are you still cooking?"

"It's just a small wound, it's not a problem."

Ye Cheng said as he took off the clean chef's clothes and put them on the back of the chair. Hu Qingfeng, who had been watching him, looked at him at the Cuban collared shirt, and showed a hint of confusion.

Hu Qingfeng didn't want to take over his father's trading company. He liked fashion design, so he started a high-end formal clothing store as soon as he returned to China, so he was used to wearing formal clothing to attend the banquet.

What made him feel a little confused was that the shirt on Ye Cheng looked made of linen, no difference from a ragged rag, but the drape of the shirt was particularly good, not like cotton and linen fabric at all.

However, he didn't think much about it. He just looked at it and found no other accessories, so he looked back.

When he went to save the little hedgehog that night, Ye Cheng put his watch in the car, but even if he saw it, he probably wouldn't recognize it. After all, there is only that piece in the world now, and the Knights of the Round Table will not be officially released until 13 years.

Before Chen Hongsheng asked, Hu Yingdong spoke with interest: "Are the young man and our Sisi classmates? Are they also interns in the Yuyuan House?"

Ye Cheng just glanced around, but from the perspective of the question, he could confirm that it was not his prospective father-in-law who was asking, because Chen Sisi's slightly raised eyes and eyebrows were exactly the same as Chen Hongsheng.

The person who asked about it should be the so-called "Uncle Shi", and it seems that he has a good relationship with Chen's father, otherwise he would not have such an intimate title.

"Well, we are classmates." Ye Cheng responded politely, then turned his eyes to Chen Hongsheng next to him, and said embarrassedly: "I saw that my uncle was a little nervous and forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ye Cheng. I am very happy to be able to attend Uncle Chen's family banquet."

Ye Cheng, with his old face, called the "uncle" more friendly than the "dad", and stunned Xia Xinman next to him. This is not the arrogant and domineering Boss Ye, he is clearly a good student.

Chen Hongsheng couldn't accept the fact that his daughter had a boyfriend for a while, so he nodded expressionlessly.

However, Peng Wanyu was very satisfied with Ye Cheng's appearance, smiled gently, and asked:

"Is Xiaoye from Northeast China?"

People who are good-looking can always get more favors.

"Absolutely, if you count carefully, I am from the eastern Mongolian region. Is my accent so obvious?"

Although he is not a native of Northeast China, Ye Cheng has always had a confused self-confidence, believing that he is speaking Mandarin.

Chen Sisi, a skilled expert in dismantling, immediately launched online, imitating it in an exaggerated way:

"Hahahaha, it's that obvious."

Ye Cheng glanced at her meaningfully, and the fairy subconsciously covered her butt, but when she thought of her parents supporting her, she immediately raised her neck and returned a very arrogant look.

The atmosphere at the dinner table quickly became lively, and Ye Cheng integrated into the dinner party with great smoothness. Although he didn't speak much, he answered questions and was very disciplined.

After the four elders chatted around the world for a while, Hu Yingdong came to Lao Chen and said proudly:

"Old Chen, I brought a bottle of good wine today. Xiaofeng went to ask if I had woken up, so I just let them serve the food."

Seeing Hu Qingfeng nodding politely before leaving the table, Peng Wanyu said with emotion:

"In this moment, Xiaofeng has grown so old. When you saw him last time, you brought him here to travel. He was just over teenagers at that time. It seems that he hasn't been to high school yet. What is Xiaofeng doing now?"

"My young master has not been in a good shape for a day. He doesn't help his family take care of the business when he comes back from abroad. He insists on doing it alone. He saves a suit shop. The business is pretty good, and he can earn about 100,000 yuan a month."

Ning Zhuyin explained in Versailles that in the eyes of mothers, her son is always the best, and at Hu Qingfeng's age, his monthly income of 100,000 is indeed not a small amount.

You should know that in 2011, the per capita disposable income in Yanjing was only more than 30,000 yuan in the whole year.

Peng Wanyu has known Ning Zhuyin for more than 20 years. She knew that when she was in school, she was the one who liked to show off. Seeing her proud look, she quickly praised her:

"Isn't this satisfying? Xiaofeng is already excellent enough."

Ning Zhuyin couldn't control the corner of her mouth, but she still tried hard to put on a sad look: "Hi, no matter how outstanding it is, this child said he would not fall in love, and he didn't know when I would be able to hold my grandson." After that, he looked at Chen Sisi with some meaning.

Hu Yingdong took the conversation and said jokingly: "Speaking of it, Lao Chen, you have even made a baby marriage with me."

There were no fools present except Peng Xue. Peng Wanyu's smile gradually solidified, Chen Hongsheng's face darkened, and Chen Sisi even wanted to get up to refute, but Ye Cheng stopped him with a smile.

Ye Cheng had already expected the current scene before attending the banquet, but he did not expect that this "Uncle Shi" would be so straightforward.

He was just sitting here. Hu Yingdong could still make such jokes. Not only did he embarrass him, but he also didn't leave any face for the old Chen and his wife, because outside of that voice, he was just complaining that Lao Chen had let his daughter fall in love so early.

Moreover, Chen Sisi was able to take Ye Cheng to the banquet, which proved that Ye Cheng was her recognized boyfriend. Although Chen Hongsheng did not admit it, Ye Cheng was his old Chen’s guest at this dinner table. Even if he was just a junior, Hu Yingdong should not make such a joke.

"When you said this, your Lao Ning hadn't agreed to be with you yet. Haha, you're bullying my daughter. If Sisi was a son, would she try to get along with Xiaofeng?"
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