—I am Wang Chuan’s fiancée.
“Hiss—” gasps echoed throughout the banquet.
Zhang Yang was stunned by Elena's sudden move.
“Is this woman crazy?” Li De was also shocked, his jaw dropped, and he managed to say something.
However, Zhang Yang was even more shocked than him. He was so shocked that he could not speak.
Who in the Beijing circle doesn't know that Ye Wangchuan has a fiancée, but her name is not Elena. She is the top scorer in the college entrance examination of Qingdao University. She is still in her freshman year and has been out of school for more than a year.
The woman in front of him is also very young, at most twenty-three years old, but she has no connection with the rumored fiancée.
Real and fake fiancée?
What the **** is going on?
In the complete silence.
Elena smiled and handed over the gift, and continued: "Grandpa Ye, I'm sorry for using a pseudonym before. Aina is my nickname. It is true that Haitong and I are classmates in the same school. But I have heard it from my aunt before. I'm really sorry that I couldn't tell you the truth last time I came to visit you."
Ye Maoshan finally came to his senses. He looked at her with a sharp look and was about to say something. After being pulled by Ye Lan, he whispered: "Dad, let's talk about it when we get back."
Ye Maoshan took a deep breath, the veins on his forehead bulged, he endured it again and again, simply ignored Elena, raised his legs and walked past her.
Ye Lan stood in front of Elena, who was about to follow, and raised his hand to stop her. His attitude was gentle but tough: "Miss Eileen?"
Elina knew Ye Lan's identity, so she gave her face and didn't rush in: "Aunt Ye."
"Yeah." Ye Lan was very cold and said to her with a calm gaze: "I don't care what your purpose is. Today is someone else's engagement party. If you are here to attend, you should at least behave like a guest. As for what you want As for what I said, you can come to the old house privately. We’ll talk about it later!”
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