In the main hall of the Luo family, the seventy-year-old Mr. Luo, who is in very good health, is greeting the guests with his eldest son.
This is the hall specially used by the Luo family to receive guests. It is very spacious and can hold more than a dozen tables without being too crowded.
The direct descendants of the Luo family, as well as some distinguished guests, were basically arranged near Mr. Luo's seat.
Luo Qiming and Su Ziyan only sat at the very end, which showed that although they were accepted by the Luo family, their status in the Luo family was not high.
"Mr. Luo, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea and a life as long as the Southern Mountains!" A man in his early fifties wearing a suit held up his wine glass and said to Mr. Luo with a smile.
Seeing this person, most people looked shocked.
"Qi Shishu, I didn't expect him to come too!"
"Of course, he is also half of Mr. Luo's disciple!"
"The Luo family is really powerful. Even a big shot like Qi Shishu is the old man's disciple!"
Everyone sighed, feeling even more unfathomable about the Luo family who didn't often show off their talents.
Mr. Luo chuckled: "Xiao Qi, you are here too. I heard from the boss that you are going to be promoted again. You are really young and promising!"
Qi Ming immediately showed a flattered look on his face: "Thank you, Master! Thank you!"
"Okay, sit down!" Mr. Luo didn't think highly of Qi Ming because of his status, because there were people in the Luo family's government office in Nansu.
Su Ziyan whispered: "Qiming, the old man is here, please stand up and say something!"
"Yes." Luo Qiming was a little nervous. He looked at the old man walking over and stood up hastily with a respectful look on his face.
"Qiming wishes the old man good health and all the best!"
Seeing Luo Qiming speak, some people in the Luo family also turned their attention to Luo Qiming following the old man.
Many people did not agree with the old man's decision to bring Luo Qiming into the direct lineage of the Luo family.
After all, if one more person becomes a direct descendant of the Luo family, they will lose part of the family property.
Luo Xingren, the boss of the Luo family, who was following the old man, looked at Luo Qiming with some disgust.
Only Mr. Luo's attitude was quite gentle: "Oh, Qiming is here too, why don't you see your Xiaohuan?"
Luo Qiming lowered his head in fear and replied: "Xiaohuan and Qin Fan will be here soon!"
"OK!"
After speaking, Mr. Luo continued to greet other guests.
Outside, Qin Fan took Luo Yuhuan to the entrance of the main hall.
At the entrance of the main hall of the Luo family, there was an Eight Immortals table, and a middle-aged man was registering the list of guests who came to celebrate his birthday.
Qin Fan walked over with Luo Yuhuan. The middle-aged man glanced at the two of them and saw that Qin Fan and Luo Yuhuan were dressed in ordinary clothes. They were young and should be students of a certain college. He suddenly looked down upon them.
"Which family are you juniors? Today is the old man's birthday. The guests who come to celebrate his birthday are all famous people. Please be honest and stop running around."
Feeling the middle-aged man's contemptuous attitude, Luo Yuhuan looked at Qin Fan apologetically, and took the initiative to hold Qin Fan's hand with his smooth catkin.
Qin Fan gave him an indifferent look, casually took out the small jade bottle from his pocket, and threw it on the table.
"Your name or mine?" Qin Fan looked at Luo Yuhuan and asked.
"Mine." Luo Yuhuan replied. It was the first time Qin Fan came here, and she was worried that others would not recognize Qin Fan's name.
"Okay." Qin Fan immediately said to the middle-aged man: "Luo Yuhuan of the Luo family in Nanling sent a Xiaopei Yuan Dan!"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly and stared at the small jade bottle on the table suspiciously, wondering what this little Pei Yuan Dan was.
Qin Fan was already a little dissatisfied with his attitude. Seeing his hesitation, he immediately shouted coldly: "What are you looking at? Why don't you shout!"
The middle-aged man was a little confused about Qin Fan's background. Hearing that Luo Yuhuan was also named Luo, he thought he was a junior from the Luo family, so he turned around and shouted something awkwardly into the hall.
"Miss Luo Yuhuan from the Luo family in Nanling, offer the old man a Little Peiyuan Pill!"
The bustling hall suddenly became quiet for a moment.
"Nanling Luo Family? What the hell? Where is the Luo Family!"
The Luo family has been in Beiling for hundreds of years, and now the Luo family in Nanling suddenly appears. It is easy to think of someone who is deliberately playing against the Luo family.
Some guests whispered to each other: "Who is this Luo Yuhuan? He actually delivered medicine on the old man's 70th birthday. You must be looking for trouble!"
Everyone in the Luo family looked ugly, and some of the impulsive ones began to curse: "Looking for death, let's see who dares to cause trouble on the old man's seventieth birthday!"
The smile on Mr. Luo's face also disappeared, but he still remained calm. He looked at Luo Qiming and asked, "Is this your Xiaohuan?"
Luo Qiming was a little undecided at the moment. The name was correct, but what the hell was this Xiao Pei Yuan Dan?
And with Xiaohuan's IQ, he wouldn't use medicine as a birthday gift when the old man celebrates his birthday, right?
Although it is a pill, it is still medicine after all! When someone celebrates their birthday, you give them medicine, are you hoping that they will get sick quickly?
Luo Qiming didn't dare to answer and broke into a cold sweat.
Su Ziyan next to her whispered: "Could it be Qin Fan?"
Luo Qiming was suddenly startled: "Yes, it must be him!"
"It seems like that kid Qin Fan can do this, but why is Xiaohuan going crazy with him!"
"Oh, I originally wanted him to leave a good impression on the old man, but unexpectedly something bad happened before he arrived."
While talking, Qin Fan and Luo Yuhuan had already walked in.
Seeing his parents, Luo Yuhuan said hello: "Dad, Mom!"
Luo Qiming and Su Ziyan's hearts suddenly sank: It is indeed Qin Fan!
"Grandpa, Xiaohuan wishes you blessings like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains!"
Snapped!
Suddenly, a young man slammed the table and stood up, shouting coldly and with anger on his face: "Luo Yuhuan, you are so brave. It is grandpa's seventieth birthday and you actually gave him medicine as a birthday gift. Are you cursing grandpa?" "
"Yes, I have long said that this family has no good intentions. The old man should not take them back into his own family!"
"This kind of uneducated woman is just a beautiful vase. I'd better drive their family out!"
Just as Luo Qiming and his wife were about to stand up and explain a few words, Qin Fan suddenly glanced coldly at the juniors of the Luo family who had just spoken.
"Hmph, Mr. Luo is seriously ill, and Xiaohuan has sent a magic pill to cure the disease and save people, but you still slander her, you are a bunch of idiots!"
All the juniors of the Luo family were furious: "You brat, what are you talking about! Who do you think is a fool?"
"Also, who are you riding a horse? How dare you say such things to us!"
"Brother Haoran, this kid even cursed the old man for being seriously ill. He must be the helper Luo Qiming's family brought to cause trouble. We must teach him a lesson!"
Upon hearing Qin Fan's words, Luo Qiming's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
"This kid really dares to say anything! Isn't this getting darker and darker?"
This time, even Mr. Luo's face began to look ugly.
People in their seventies were rare in ancient times, let alone the head of a big family like Mr. Luo. He wished he could borrow another five hundred years from heaven, and he was most afraid of others saying that he was seriously ill.
However, Qin Fan not only gave him medicine on his seventieth birthday, but also said that he was seriously ill.
How can I bear this?
