Zheng Qiankun's gift was passed through the words at the door, like a whip whipping on everyone's faces.
"Is Ye Fan the lost child?"
Luo Feihua and Chen Qingyan felt like they were struck by lightning.
Ye Jincheng and Ye Xiaoying felt uneasy, as if they felt Ye Fan's threat.
Qin Wuji and Zhu Changsheng and others were also stiff, staring at Ye Fan who was pulled to the stage by Zheng Qiankun in disbelief.
Even Ye Tiandong was stunned on the seat.
The audience was stunned, and even the breathing sound was invisibly stagnant and unable to react.
It is not uncommon for Ye Fan to be a distinguished guest of the Ye family, and it is not uncommon for being respected by the Master Ye and Zhao Mingyue. After all, it has been reported that the two of them have regarded Ye Fan as their godson.
But Ye Fan, a child who has been lost to the Ye family for more than 20 years, shocked everyone.
I haven't found it for more than 20 years, so why did it suddenly pop up?
Moreover, Ye Fan is the son of Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue. Isn’t there any change in the candidate for Young Master Ye Tang?
Many people smelled a scent of bloody smell.
Only Hua Qingfeng crushed the goblet with a crack, and there was a hint of anger and solemnity on his face.
Raising grain, building high walls, and becoming king slowly...
This was his and Ye Zhendong's policy, but it was destroyed by Zheng Qiankun.
But now that things have come to this point, it is meaningless to deny and suppress it. He can only send a text message to Zhao Mingyue who changed her clothes.
Compared with the shock of everyone present, Ye Fan's mind was even blank. He didn't react until Zheng Qiankun pulled him to the top:
"Lao Zheng, what are you doing?"
"This is the birthday of the Lord Ye Sect. What are you doing for a big occasion? You're ruining the situation."
"And this kind of joke will stimulate Mrs. Ye. If Mrs. Ye's condition worsens, I will turn against you."
"I'm just the son they recognize, not the son of the Ye family."
"Let go, let go, let me go!"
He was anxious.
When Zheng Qiankun comes like this, it doesn't matter if he becomes the public enemy of the Ye family's nephew, but if he is not careful, he will make Zhao Mingyue crazy.
Zheng Qiankun held Ye Fan's hand tightly and said with a smile:
"Doctor Ye, believe me, you are really the lost son of Master Ye!"
"Today is a great day, and your family should be reunited."
He never let Ye Fan go: "You should know that I will never joke at this critical moment."
Ye Fan's movements stagnated, and his heart suddenly sank.
That's right, Zheng Qiankun didn't have the courage to make trouble at the Ye family's birthday party.
Could it be that she is really Zhao Mingyue’s son? Did Cai Lingzhi’s joke come true?
Thinking of this possibility, thinking of Zhao Mingyue's doting on her, Ye Fan's whole body couldn't stop being stiff...
"Master Ye, Ye Fan is the child lost to Mrs. Ye more than 20 years ago."
Zheng Qiankun looked at Ye Tiandong, who was surrounded by stars and shouted:
"Today is your fiftieth birthday, I'll bring him here to celebrate your birthday!"
"I think this is the best gift for your birthday party. There is nothing more valuable in the world than the reunion of father and son."
He raised his arms and shouted: "The Ye family's remaining son, Ye Fan, congratulate the Lord Ye!"
Zheng Junqing and Zheng Siyue also shouted: "The son of the Ye family, Ye Fan, congratulate the Lord Ye!"
Ye Tiandong stared at Ye Fan sharply, as if he wanted to find the answer from his face.
Ye Fan welcomed Ye Tiandong's gaze calmly.
But he was also extremely confused. What was going on with this episode today?
"Zheng Qiankun, shut up! Is it water in your mind?"
Luo Feihua, wearing a cheongsam, reacted and rushed to the front and roared:
"Ye Fan is just the godson recognized by Master Ye and Zhao Mingyu, not a lost child. Can you not let me be fooled?"
"And the Ye family has been looking for Ye Fan for more than 20 years, and exhausted countless manpower and material resources but failed. Did you, Zheng Qiankun, get the child back when you go shopping?"
"I tell you, in this kind of occasion, you should not be sensational or talk nonsense."
She stared at Zheng Qiankun with murderous aura: "Otherwise the Ye family will not be polite to you."
Several old men of the Ye family also shouted to the bodyguard: "Don't you pull Zheng Qiankun off?"
More than a dozen bodyguards of the Ye family rushed up.
But Zheng Qiankun was prepared, so Zheng Junqing and his nephew immediately blocked the bodyguards of the Ye family to the stage.
Qi Wuji slammed the table with a bang:
"Zheng Qiankun, what are you going to do?"
"You are going to smash the scene after the birthday of the sect master?"
"You Zheng family is still thinking about the sect leader killing your elder brother and your younger mother back then?"
"I tell you, your Zheng family has traitors, and the sect leader is already merciful to only kill a few Zheng family members, otherwise you would have fallen apart."
"I'll give you ten seconds and roll down from the platform, otherwise I, Qi Wuji, would sit in the bottom of the prison and would have your head landed today."
He waved his hand and Qi Heng waited for his nephew to lean over.
Wei Hongchao also brought people to press forward.
Bastard, Ye Fan and the Ye family were already in opposition. The birthday party announced that Ye Fan was the lost child, which was to kill Ye Fan.
In the future, not only will Ye Jincheng and others deal with Ye Fan, but the Four Kings and the Old Lady may end up.
Ye Fan will undoubtedly die.
Therefore, Wei Hongchao also hated Zheng Qiankun to the core: "Zheng Qiankun, your uncle, get out quickly, otherwise we will be welcome."
"Hahaha--"
Faced with the siege of Ye members, Zheng Qiankun was not afraid at all, but laughed wildly:
"Old Qi, although I, Zheng Qiankun, are not a good person, I am not a person with a small structure."
"The Lord of Yemen is doing his job and has preserved our Zheng family. I am grateful and it is too late, so how can I resent it?"
"It is precisely because I am grateful to Master Ye that I have worked hard to help him find his son."
"Is it wrong for my family to repay the kindness of Master Ye's sect with the grace of reunion?"
Zheng Qiankun killed someone and killed his heart: "Or, you seven elders don't want the sect leader to reunite his family?"
"Zheng Qiankun, don't swear at me. It's too late for us to be happy."
Qi Wuji and others looked dark: "But it's not the lost child you just say casually, he is the lost child."
Zheng Qiankun laughed loudly: "Old Qi, don't worry, if the Zheng family dares to give gifts, then they must be sincere..."
"Get down!"
At this moment, I heard a stern shout that swallowed the mountains and rivers.
Then, several figures flashed and shot into the platform like sharp arrows.
When Ye Fan's nerves were subconsciously tense, Zheng Junqing and other nephews of the Zheng family groaned and flew out from the edge of the platform.
More than a dozen people fell to the ground in an instant, looking painful and unable to struggle to get up.
The next second, Ye Fan saw Canjian and several others surrounding Zheng Qiankun and himself.
"A great day, Zheng Qiankun, dare you come and act wildly?"
The sharp and domineering voice just now gradually approached the platform.
Afterwards, the old lady of the Ye family was surrounded by more than a dozen people including Ye Ruge.