Everyone present was well aware of the situation between Zhou Fan and Wang Jia.
This group of friends got together whenever they were free. Even if they couldn't get the whole gang, more than half of them would usually show up.
At every gathering, the two of them would either arrive together or not come at all. It was rare for one to show up without the other.
Because of this, everyone tacitly understood that a wedding was probably on the horizon for the two of them.
All that was left was for one of them to break the ice, and they'd all be celebrating with wedding candy.
Things had been progressing as expected, and that final barrier was about to be broken. But then Lin Jiang had suddenly popped up, which naturally left a bad taste in Zhou Fan's mouth.
"Old Zhou, don't get angry. It's not worth it over something so minor."
The speaker was a heavyset man in a white shirt with a protruding beer belly—the classic "three-highs" physique.
