Ling Jingrong and the other two awkwardly got up, looked at Mo Jiuli and Di Minghan across from them, and said very politely, "Sorry to keep you two waiting!"
"Hmm, do you need anything?" Mo Jiuli blinked and asked, looking at the three.
"Ah...this...you all..." Ling Jingrong was momentarily stunned by the question. Clearly, this was their Liang Mansion, so what business might they have? They had none! So why did it feel like they were the outsiders here?
Ling Xianzi shot a cold glance at Mo Jiuli, then turned to Di Minghan with a smile and said, "Young Master, my little brother was probably too rude earlier. Could you kindly join us in the front hall for a meal? Dad, earlier Xiaotian was quite disrespectful to this Young Master, we should hold a banquet to apologize to him..."
Ling Xianzi gave Ling Batian a meaningful look, and Ling Batian then snapped out of it: "Ahem, yes, yes, please come with us! Zizi, go and set up food and wine..."
