In the Han Family's banquet hall.
The servants were coming and going, serving tea and water, each busy with their own tasks. Not only were the Han Family members present today, but Han Luoli had also invited shareholders and old friends who had been acquainted with the Han Family for many years.
Everyone was secretly speculating whether it was going to be the announcement of the Family Head's inheritance, which is why they were all gathered here.
Uncle Qi was also invited. He sat in the first seat at the lower end, occasionally chatting with Old Mr. Han. He was wondering about Luoli's new girlfriend.
Han Zaijing sat opposite, his mind not really there, responding now and then without much interest.
The happiest person was Old Lady Han, who had been mumbling since early morning about why her grandson hadn't arrived yet. Wen Zhiyan felt irritated inside but had to maintain a virtuous and gentle appearance, forcing a smile.
