Chapter 822: Chapter 901: Strumming the Heartstrings!

At the barbecue restaurant.

Most of the guests had already arrived.

Liu Duanguang, Wu Boqing, Zhou Xuewen and his grandson Zhou Long, as well as Jian Rong, Elder Jian, and his grandson Jian Song.

Zhao Xueying, Ning Nan, Song Hongye, Fang Yingying, Fang Muye, Song Que, Song He…

There were too many people.

Almost two or three tables full.

Their high social status in Tianjing needs no further elaboration.

Some were invited by Fang Yi, and some came uninvited, but no matter what, they were here because of Fang Yi.

If it weren’t for Fang Yi, why would they come to such an unknown barbecue restaurant?

They were seated at separate tables, for example, the older ones like Liu Duanguang, Wu Boqing, Jian Rong, and Song Que sat at one table, while the young ones sat at another table.

There were already barbecue grills on the tables, and next, all that was needed was to bring the food to be grilled, which was meticulously prepared by Fang Yi.

For instance, various meats were carefully marinated by Fang Yi, something other barbecue places couldn’t compare with.

foods to

and Rong Quan stood by, not

sit; without Fang Yi present, they felt uncomfortable, lacking a guiding figure. With so many important people here, they didn’t feel right sitting at

Quan looked up to see a young man speak casually, “Where is Fang Yi? Why hasn’t he come out yet? Is he too shy

was none

voice cut in, “No need to be in

Zheng immediately felt

others also

walked out

a steaming clay pot wrapped in a cloth, which was herbal medicine he had prepared for Ning

Duanguang and the others watched

that broken clay pot of yours, still steaming hot? It wouldn’t be monkey brains or something,

with his fourth uncle, Song Que, to stir up trouble, so he didn’t miss

“Young Master Song, your hair is short and so is

“You!”

He was instantly

the others watched this unfold, sighing inwardly, realizing Song He still lacked the composure of Fang Yi, his mind easily disturbed by Fang Yi

the angry Song He and went straight

a bowl,” Fang

a porcelain bowl,

half a bowl of the prepared herbal medicine, finally pushing it in front of

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