When Rong Qian arrived at Grandpa Ken's, he saw his usually expressionless boss smiling like a spring breeze.
His gaze swept over the distant Marriage Registry Office.
Then he looked at the many newlyweds around.
Rong Qian instantly understood, "Congratulations, Ninth Master, congratulations to Madam, wish you both a long and happy marriage and everlasting unity!"
"Thank you!"
"Thank you, Assistant Rong!"
Ye Wan smiled as she stood up, glanced at the business car parked by the roadside, "Then we part ways here."
Lu Changchuan furrowed his brow slightly, looked at Rong Qian, "Bring me the schedule for the next few days."
"Yes..."
Rong Qian opened his briefcase and prepared to take out the tablet.
Beside him, Ye Wan seemed to have deciphered Lu Changchuan's unspoken words.
"Even if you stay, you'll probably end up working in the hotel room."
