The banquet ended at ten o'clock in the evening, an hour after Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan left.
On the third floor of the He Family's row of villas, Old Master He comfortably rocked his grandpa chair, with a rare hint of relaxation on his face.
"Father, is that really what General Wang said?" He Rongxuan asked in some surprise. Earlier, after escorting Wang Hongjun, he had gone to greet the guests with his eldest son, He Zhengming, and had truly missed the conversations between the old master and Wang Hongjun.
