"I..." Jiang Zhaolin wanted to refuse.
He could already tell, this was a setup, a trap.
Knowing it was a place of dispute, where he shouldn't stay long, he still couldn't escape!
Before he could refuse, Tang Old suddenly burst into laughter, "Old Shen, it's you who wants to drink, isn't it? Using someone else's name. But today is joyful, Zhaolin has come all the way here, we indeed need to drink a toast..."
"Then I'll go get the wine." Tang Wan smiled as she stood up.
The Tang Family began to bustle around, effectively leaving Jiang Zhaolin out in the cold.
In the end, he could only passively sit at the dining table, passively drink quite a bit of alcohol, while at the table, the two elders were playing Tai Chi.
A soft knife inching along, truly tearing his heart out.
He was so angry, he almost vomited blood.
After eating, having left gifts behind, the people of the Tang Family still jovially saw him out.
