Chapter 329
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Wan Li Yu
"Where is it? Is it really Fang Keting?"
In the lobby, Mr. Wen was very excited. In the end, he couldn't help but get up and go to the lobby door. Then, he saw Fang Keting in the yard.
Fang Keting looked noble and decent in a formal dress.
"Miss Ke Ting, you said you didn't even make a call before coming so that I could greet you. You told me two days ago that there was no schedule, but you suddenly came today. Do you want to give me a surprise?"
Just when everyone was cheering in surprise for Fang Keting's arrival, Wentai had already taken the lead and rushed out of the lobby and went to Fang Keting's side.
As soon as he said this, everyone at the scene thought that Fang Keting was invited by him. This is obviously an attempt to steal Zhang Yifeng's credit. After all, everyone in the Wen family knew that he had contacted Fang Keting.
"you are?"
When Fang Keting saw Wen Tai, she spoke in confusion. She didn't recognize the middle-aged man in front of her at all.
"I am Wentai, Wen's eldest son. I have contacted your agent."
"Oh, it's you. I know."
Fang Keting nodded.
Wentai was overjoyed. Fang Keting's words made his face shine, but then his smile froze on his face.
"But you are not the one who invited me here."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone around was surprised.
"If the station didn't invite it, then who invited Fang Keting?"
"Is there anyone else in the Wen family who has this ability?"
The relatives around him were talking a lot.
Just as everyone was guessing, Zhang Yifeng's voice came from the lobby.
"Fang Keting? Just come in when you come. You're late."
Whoa!
As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked, and the guests in the lobby even looked in disbelief. This failed second-generation rich man could actually invite Fang Keting?
As a big family in Jincheng, they all know how tight Fang Keting's schedule is. If they want to invite Fang Keting, unless they are from a third-rate family, other families simply don't have that strength. Even upper-class families need to queue up and wait for their slot. Unless, Fang Keting's contract company comes forward.
No matter how hot and tempered Fang Keting is, she is also a contracted artist of the entertainment group.
Fang Keting became popular so quickly that the contract she signed with the company had only been in the past two years. It's only due in one year. This is why Fang Keting went to participate in the Wang Family Charity.
The Wang family is the shareholder behind that entertainment company.
"There's a traffic jam on the road, sorry."
Fang Keting's explanation voice came next, and everyone was surprised.
"It's true that he wasn't invited by Wen Tai, but he was actually a young man!"
"Is this young man the young master of which family?"
"No, it seems to be the abandoned grandson of the Wen family, the son of the deceased Zhang Tianhe... I heard that the Wen family has never wanted to see him. When I came in just now, I seemed to hear that the Wen family wanted to drive him away."
"And this thing?"
The buzz around him made Wentai's face turn red and white, making him want to dig a hole in the ground.
Fortunately, guests arrived outside, and Wentai took the opportunity to pick them up.
At this moment, Fang Keting walked to the lobby step by step.
When passing by Mr. Wen Lao, she bowed to him. Although she didn't know Mr. Wen, he was wearing festive clothes and had a big red flower on his chest. Naturally, it was this birthday party. The protagonist, Wen Shanhai.
"Mr. Wen, Ke Ting came here to wish you a birthday. I wish you good health and all the best. Ke Ting will sing a few songs later, and I hope that the old man will not dislike Ke Ting's singing."
"Good, good, good!"
Mr. Wen was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He just said three good words in a row. Although he didn't like Zhang Yifeng, he had to say that Zhang Yifeng really did something to please him.
Fang Keting smiled sweetly. She glanced at Zhang Yifeng from a distance and nodded towards Zhang Yifeng. Then she did not go to Zhang Yifeng, but went directly to the stage.
Liu Yanyan took the initiative to greet Fang Keting and gave Fang Keting a hug.
"Fang Keting, I didn't expect to see you here. I'm your fan." Liu Yanyan looked like she was obsessed with a girl.
Fang Keting said politely: "Sister Yan, are you joking? By the way, can I order a song?"
"Of course."
“Then let’s order a song called ‘The Drunken Concubine’.”
Among Fang Keting's own original songs, there are none for birthday celebrations, most of them are love songs. At such an old age, the old man might as well sing a slightly operatic song.
A drunken concubine should be suitable for the elderly.
"Okay, I'll find a song for you right away."
One minute later, the accompaniment sounded, and Fang Keting's beautiful and ethereal voice came.
This song "Drunk Concubine" is really like a pot of fine wine, making everyone present drunk. They were immersed in Fang Keting's voice and couldn't extricate themselves.
The originally noisy Wen family mansion fell into a strange silence. No one spoke, and everyone was listening carefully.
This song should only exist in the sky, how many times will it be heard in the world!
Mr. Wen even closed his eyes, followed the rhythm and music, and gently tapped the table with his hands.
"How could this kid have such bad luck? How could he know Fang Keting and ask her to touch her!"
In the lobby, Wen Junjie and others all looked unhappy. The more Zhang Yifeng stood out, the less face they would lose!
"I think he was influenced by Meng Nishang. Fang Keting was probably called here by Meng Nishang." A woman spoke, her eyes full of jealousy. Of course, she was jealous of a wealthy lady like Meng Nichang who not only had status, but also had a prosperous appearance!
"Yes, that's probably the case. Zhang Yifeng is just a pretty boy."
Wen Junjie and others nodded, but other than that, they could not find any other reason to explain.
Fang Keting finished singing the song quickly, and everyone was still interested. Many people clamored for Fang Keting to sing another song. Fang Keting could not refuse, so she sang another original song of her own.
When the singing started again, everyone listened carefully.
Only Wen Junjie and others came to Zhang Yifeng's side. Wen Junjie said coldly to Zhang Yifeng: "Zhang Yifeng, do you think you can sit here just because you invited Fang Keting?"
"Oh, why not?"
Before Wen Junjie spoke, Wen Junjie's girlfriend said coldly: "You are just a pretty boy who relies on the woman around you. Why are you showing off!"
"Yeah, if it weren't for the young lady from the Meng family sitting next to you, you would have been kicked out by us long ago. You pretty boy."
"Me? Pretty boy?" Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled. This was the first time he heard these three words.
In the lobby, Mr. Wen was very excited. In the end, he couldn't help but get up and go to the lobby door. Then, he saw Fang Keting in the yard.
Fang Keting looked noble and decent in a formal dress.
"Miss Ke Ting, you said you didn't even make a call before coming so that I could greet you. You told me two days ago that there was no schedule, but you suddenly came today. Do you want to give me a surprise?"
Just when everyone was cheering in surprise for Fang Keting's arrival, Wentai had already taken the lead and rushed out of the lobby and went to Fang Keting's side.
As soon as he said this, everyone at the scene thought that Fang Keting was invited by him. This is obviously an attempt to steal Zhang Yifeng's credit. After all, everyone in the Wen family knew that he had contacted Fang Keting.
"you are?"
When Fang Keting saw Wen Tai, she spoke in confusion. She didn't recognize the middle-aged man in front of her at all.
"I am Wentai, Wen's eldest son. I have contacted your agent."
"Oh, it's you. I know."
Fang Keting nodded.
Wentai was overjoyed. Fang Keting's words made his face shine, but then his smile froze on his face.
"But you are not the one who invited me here."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone around was surprised.
"If the station didn't invite it, then who invited Fang Keting?"
"Is there anyone else in the Wen family who has this ability?"
The relatives around him were talking a lot.
Just as everyone was guessing, Zhang Yifeng's voice came from the lobby.
"Fang Keting? Just come in when you come. You're late."
Whoa!
As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked, and the guests in the lobby even looked in disbelief. This failed second-generation rich man could actually invite Fang Keting?
As a big family in Jincheng, they all know how tight Fang Keting's schedule is. If they want to invite Fang Keting, unless they are from a third-rate family, other families simply don't have that strength. Even upper-class families need to queue up and wait for their slot. Unless, Fang Keting's contract company comes forward.
No matter how hot and tempered Fang Keting is, she is also a contracted artist of the entertainment group.
Fang Keting became popular so quickly that the contract she signed with the company had only been in the past two years. It's only due in one year. This is why Fang Keting went to participate in the Wang Family Charity.
The Wang family is the shareholder behind that entertainment company.
"There's a traffic jam on the road, sorry."
Fang Keting's explanation voice came next, and everyone was surprised.
"It's true that he wasn't invited by Wen Tai, but he was actually a young man!"
"Is this young man the young master of which family?"
"No, it seems to be the abandoned grandson of the Wen family, the son of the deceased Zhang Tianhe... I heard that the Wen family has never wanted to see him. When I came in just now, I seemed to hear that the Wen family wanted to drive him away."
"And this thing?"
The buzz around him made Wentai's face turn red and white, making him want to dig a hole in the ground.
Fortunately, guests arrived outside, and Wentai took the opportunity to pick them up.
At this moment, Fang Keting walked to the lobby step by step.
When passing by Mr. Wen Lao, she bowed to him. Although she didn't know Mr. Wen, he was wearing festive clothes and had a big red flower on his chest. Naturally, it was this birthday party. The protagonist, Wen Shanhai.
"Mr. Wen, Ke Ting came here to wish you a birthday. I wish you good health and all the best. Ke Ting will sing a few songs later, and I hope that the old man will not dislike Ke Ting's singing."
"Good, good, good!"
Mr. Wen was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He just said three good words in a row. Although he didn't like Zhang Yifeng, he had to say that Zhang Yifeng really did something to please him.
Fang Keting smiled sweetly. She glanced at Zhang Yifeng from a distance and nodded towards Zhang Yifeng. Then she did not go to Zhang Yifeng, but went directly to the stage.
Liu Yanyan took the initiative to greet Fang Keting and gave Fang Keting a hug.
"Fang Keting, I didn't expect to see you here. I'm your fan." Liu Yanyan looked like she was obsessed with a girl.
Fang Keting said politely: "Sister Yan, are you joking? By the way, can I order a song?"
"Of course."
“Then let’s order a song called ‘The Drunken Concubine’.”
Among Fang Keting's own original songs, there are none for birthday celebrations, most of them are love songs. At such an old age, the old man might as well sing a slightly operatic song.
A drunken concubine should be suitable for the elderly.
"Okay, I'll find a song for you right away."
One minute later, the accompaniment sounded, and Fang Keting's beautiful and ethereal voice came.
This song "Drunk Concubine" is really like a pot of fine wine, making everyone present drunk. They were immersed in Fang Keting's voice and couldn't extricate themselves.
The originally noisy Wen family mansion fell into a strange silence. No one spoke, and everyone was listening carefully.
This song should only exist in the sky, how many times will it be heard in the world!
Mr. Wen even closed his eyes, followed the rhythm and music, and gently tapped the table with his hands.
"How could this kid have such bad luck? How could he know Fang Keting and ask her to touch her!"
In the lobby, Wen Junjie and others all looked unhappy. The more Zhang Yifeng stood out, the less face they would lose!
"I think he was influenced by Meng Nishang. Fang Keting was probably called here by Meng Nishang." A woman spoke, her eyes full of jealousy. Of course, she was jealous of a wealthy lady like Meng Nichang who not only had status, but also had a prosperous appearance!
"Yes, that's probably the case. Zhang Yifeng is just a pretty boy."
Wen Junjie and others nodded, but other than that, they could not find any other reason to explain.
Fang Keting finished singing the song quickly, and everyone was still interested. Many people clamored for Fang Keting to sing another song. Fang Keting could not refuse, so she sang another original song of her own.
When the singing started again, everyone listened carefully.
Only Wen Junjie and others came to Zhang Yifeng's side. Wen Junjie said coldly to Zhang Yifeng: "Zhang Yifeng, do you think you can sit here just because you invited Fang Keting?"
"Oh, why not?"
Before Wen Junjie spoke, Wen Junjie's girlfriend said coldly: "You are just a pretty boy who relies on the woman around you. Why are you showing off!"
"Yeah, if it weren't for the young lady from the Meng family sitting next to you, you would have been kicked out by us long ago. You pretty boy."
"Me? Pretty boy?" Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled. This was the first time he heard these three words.
