Song Yun didn't mind, nor did he look at the so-called deputy director, and instead said to Lin Heping, "Director Lin, you guys take your time drinking, I'm heading out first."
"Alright, alright, I'll come over to your place later for a drink." Lin Heping nodded with a smile.
Song Yun turned and walked towards an exit nearby, looking as if he was slightly overwhelmed by alcohol, while Lin Jia slightly supported him. Together, they left the hall.
"Old Lin, this young man seems quite ordinary to me. How could you so easily hand over your daughter to him?" The deputy director sneered at Song Yun's back and said.
"Hehe, as long as my daughter likes him, it's fine." Lin Heping replied ambiguously. Since people had misunderstood, he found no need to explain. What identity did Song Yun have? If people misunderstood him, it seemed that he could actually be taking advantage.
