At this time, dancers appeared on the stage again, there were singing voices, and there were luthiers playing.

The moment these people appeared, it caused everyone in the audience to tremble again.

Because they discovered that many of the men and women playing the piano and singing in front of them were first-line stars in China.

Especially the singer, who has long been famous in the music world as a heavenly king!

"God!"

"In order to celebrate the birthday of the person you like, you even invited such big names?"

"Compared to others, those female anchors and internet celebrities that Fan Zhongxian invited just now are simply a bunch of turkeys."

It's also a confession, but this level comes out after a comparison.

If Ye Fan's present is a feast of glory, then Fan Zhongxian's confession before is no different from the shabby performance of a country opera stage!

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Fan Zhongxian was about to die.

His old face was swollen like a pig's liver, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

For tonight, he planned for a long time and spent millions of dollars, but Fan Zhongxian didn't even think that he would make a wedding dress for Ye Fan with his own plan in the end?

Seeing Ye Fan and Qiu Mucheng in the center of the stage embracing each other, Fan Zhongxian's heart was bleeding.

Tonight, Ye Fan returned home with a beautiful woman in his arms, and he, Fan Zhongxian, undoubtedly became the biggest joke in everyone's eyes.

Unwilling!

anger!

Depressed~

All kinds of emotions swept Fan Zhongxian's entire heart.

"Damn Ye Fan!"

"It's a thousand cuts~"

Fan Zhongxian roared, the anger and jealousy in his heart almost made his eyes red.

For Qiu Mucheng, he spent several million dollars, but in the end he didn't get his hands. How could Fan Zhongxian bear it?

"no!"

"It must not be left alone."

"I, Fan Zhongxian, don't admit defeat so easily."

"Afeng, plan to implement plan B. No matter what, I must take down that woman Qiu Mucheng tonight."

Fan Zhongxian grimaced, roared in a low voice, and immediately clenched his palms tightly.

Situ Feng's face was a little pale, and he trembled in fear: "Xian... Brother Xian, I think it's better to forget it, this... this Ye Fan, I'm afraid it's not easy to mess with."

"Being able to mobilize this battle to celebrate Qiu Mucheng's birthday is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"This Ye Fan is very likely to be a hidden big shot~" JrNovels.com