Wan Donglin heard the stiff Chinese, immediately understood, and replied with a smile, exceedingly polite: "You must be Li Xianzhen, Xixi's classmate??"
"Who is this?"
Wan Donglin released his hand and pulled Yan Xixi close, saying with a smile: "Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Wan Donglin, and I am Xixi's husband. We got married two months ago. The wedding will be held three months from now. At that time, we will definitely send wedding invitations to all of you good classmates..."
The group looked at each other in surprise.
Li Xianzhen stepped back in frustration, looking at him resentfully, then at Li Zhen, indicating, who is this guy and where did he come from? The man seen at Harvard last time was clearly not this guy, wasn't his name Huang Xiaojue... But this Wan Donglin...
Wait!
Wan Donglin!
This name sounds so familiar.
Anyone familiar with the financial circles would rarely not know this name.
He was quite shocked: "Wan? Are you that Wan?"
