The people whispered in a low voice, discussing Su Yiwan, but the voice was quite loud and everyone present could hear it.

Su Wanjing listened, she lowered her head to hide the smile in her eyes and looked at Chen Wenhui. For the rumors tonight, they greeted several wives overnight last night, just for this scene.

In an instant, everyone's focus fell on Su Yiwan.

Su Yiwan stood there, with a calm expression, without any timidity, and her whole body was filled with a momentum, as if everyone was not discussing her.

"You've finished talking? Then can I go to see Grandpa Yan now?" Su Yiwan said coldly.

She didn't plan to spend time with them. In her opinion, such a banquet was a waste of time.

Su Yiwan looked around the scene, but didn't see the man. It seemed that she had to support the marriage tonight. Even if she broke off the engagement, she would never let the Yan family be humiliated.

She can ignore everyone, but Mr. Yan cannot! He is my grandfather's comrade-in-arms. Even though he knows that she is in a miserable reputation, he insists on it. Su Yiwan wants to see him just because of this.

"Su Yiwan, what? Do you think you can change this when you see the old man?" Leng Ling's eyes were chilling. She thought that she would give up when she said this.

But Su Yiwan's face was thicker than a wall, as if she hadn't taken what she had just said to her heart. The more she was like this, the more angry Leng Ling felt so painful.

"Madam Yan, Xiaowan has just returned to China, and her understanding ability may not be very good, don't be surprised." Chen Wenhui immediately stepped forward and got myopia with her.

Leng Ling looked at Chen Wenhui, and the irony at the corner of her mouth became even deeper.

"Are you finished speaking? Then can I go to meet someone?" Su Yiwan said coldly.

She raised her foot forward, her body full of powerful momentum, almost so oppressed that Leng Ling couldn't breathe. Even Chen Wenhui was so scared that she shivered, feeling that Su Yiwan seemed to be coming from hell.

The cold eyes almost swallowed her.

"Sister." Su Wanjing immediately walked forward. Before she could speak, she was stared coldly by Su Yiwan's eyes. Her throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and she couldn't make any sound.

At this time, a figure walked in outside the door. The man was wearing a floral shirt and white trousers, giving people a cynical feeling. He walked upstairs with big strides.

"What's going on? Who is quarreling?" Yan Feng raised his hand and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, while lifting his foot upstairs. When he saw the cold bell and the others.

He was stunned for a moment, and when he walked to her, he subconsciously looked at Su Yiwan, and he was a little surprised.

"Mom, are you?" Yan Feng asked in a low voice.

The whole banquet atmosphere was strange, everyone's eyes fell on Su Yiwan, Leng Ling was also angry, obviously a quarrel. It was logical that families like the Yan family would pay attention to their image in the banquet venue and would never get angry easily.

"They came to your grandfather to talk about marriage. Don't worry, the mother wouldn't agree to the marriage. You are still young, so it's not too late to get married after playing for a few more years. We have to find someone who is a good match." Leng Ling said.

It is not difficult to hear from her words that she looks down on the Su family and doesn't like Su Yiwan.

"Are you Young Master Yan?" Su Yiwan looked at the cynical and evil man in front of her. Her mind was blank. Thinking of the figure, she looked at the one in front of her again.

Su Yiwan had an ominous premonition and always felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!