Wang Family.
Shang Kaiwen hooked her arm through Wang Ruo'an's, holding a wine glass in her hand, smiling charmingly and clinking glasses with each guest. This was undoubtedly the most glorious moment of her life.
The guests invited by the Wang Family would give the Shang Family something to brag about for a long time.
Shang Feng sat among a group of big shots he usually couldn't even hope to cozy up to, feeling a bit dizzy. The foundation of the Wang Family was deeper than he had imagined.
With a smile at the corners of his mouth, he felt somewhat intoxicated.
Normally, these people wouldn't even acknowledge his presence, but today, not only did they exchange pleasantries with him, they competed to greet him, and many even showed interest in cooperating with him.
This is the fickle nature of the world.
His daughter was just getting married, and suddenly the world seemed friendlier.
