The birthday party was proceeding in an orderly manner.
Soon it was time to give birthday gifts.
Leng Qinglian nodded and thanked her after receiving the gift, but she didn't open it on the spot like Xu Qingyun's gift.
Although the gifts given by these people were all valuable, Leng Qinglian remained unmoved.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked into the banquet hall.
The person who came was a middle-aged man, wearing a gray suit, with a fair face and no beard, and an extraordinary temperament, even giving people a bit of a bookish look.
The man was accompanied by two guards in black, who exuded a powerful aura that ordinary people would not dare to approach.
The middle-aged man had a faint smile on his lips and deep eyes, giving him a deep and formidable look.
No one among the powerful people in Yuncheng present recognized this middle-aged man, and they were all wondering who this man was.
Only when Chen Jingming saw the person, his pupils shrank suddenly and he was extremely surprised, but then his surprise turned into anger.
"What are you doing here! You are not welcome here!" Chen Jingming shouted loudly.
"Uncle, I'm here to see Qinglian. It's her birthday today, so of course I have to come." The middle-aged man said calmly.
Leng Qinglian on the stage looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, and a special feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.
Just like when I saw my mother at Jingxin Temple more than three years ago, that feeling of blood connection.
It's just a little different.
Leng Qinglian had a guess in her mind, but it was a little hard to believe.
"Go away, you are not welcome here!" Chen Jingming said angrily without any courtesy.
The middle-aged man was not angry, and continued to say in a calm tone: "Uncle, I know that what happened in the past was my fault, but my relationship with Qinglian cannot be changed."
Xu Qingyun glanced at the middle-aged man, and then turned to Leng Qinglian on the stage.
He clearly saw Leng Qinglian's delicate body tremble slightly, the girl's face turned a little pale, and her eyes no longer had the usual calmness, but a bit more pain and struggle.
Xu Qingyun has already guessed something.
During the three years of living with her mother in Jingxin Temple, Leng Qinglian asked her countless times about her father, but her mother refused to tell her.
Always let yourself forget that person, don't think about it, don't look for it, don't ask about it.
But from her mother's occasional words, Leng Qinglian still knew something.
She and her mother were abandoned by others. The man abandoned them for profit and married a well-matched daughter of a wealthy family.
Twenty years ago, the Chen family was just a low-class family, far from its current glory.
Maybe my mother was so heartbroken that she went to Jingxin Temple and planned to spend the rest of her life there.
"Grandpa, who is he?" Leng Qinglian looked at her grandfather and asked.
"What a bastard!" Chen Jingming said angrily.
If it hadn't been for this guy, how could my daughter have gone to Jingxin Temple, and how could she have been missing for so many years!
Is this the same man who ruined his daughter and now wants to ruin his granddaughter? Chen Jingming has no good impression of him at all, and can even be said to be extremely disgusted.
Under the gaze of countless people, the middle-aged man slowly walked up to Leng Qinglian.
"Qinglian, Leng Qinglian, this is your name."
There was a look of affection on the man's face.
I remember the last time I saw Leng Qinglian, she was just an infant. This chapter has been completed!