"Mr. Wang, how about I sit with Junqing instead." Such a high-profile move, who knows how many people it would make speculate.
Old Mr. Wang glanced at her, "What, this old man of mine can't compare to your Ye Junqing?"
Uh, what a thing to say.
"At your age, you still can't do without your husband, fine, call him over to sit together." Old Mr. Wang gave the butler beside him a look.
So, Ye Junqing also came over, making a joke, "This time I'm benefiting from my wife's influence."
Ye Shiting and Yi Yujian, as President and First Lady, also sat at the main table with Old Mr. Wang. Hearing this, Ye Shiting glanced at his brother. Speaking of which, both of them are grandsons-in-law, on equal footing.
At this table, aside from the few young people, there were a few of Old Mr. Wang's old friends. Old Mr. Han sat over, his eyes bright like a thief as he looked at Ye Xingguang, full of regret. Such a talented girl at chess, why isn't she the daughter-in-law of the Han family?
