The conversation concluded.
Li Yuntang's slender fingers, graceful like jade, held a wine glass, downing the aged vintage in one gulp.
He placed the empty glass on the table with a light touch, giving a faint smile to Old Master Lu at the head seat, signaling the end of the matter for now.
Old Master Lu raised his glass in acknowledgment and started talking and laughing about the amusing incidents he recently encountered.
In the end, the banquet concluded in a joyful atmosphere for both hosts and guests.
Yan Xiaye spent the entire event secretly observing Yanrou's actions, but since it was a public occasion, everyone maintained the etiquette and demeanor befitting high society, so nothing unusual was noticeable.
After leaving the Lu family's mansion, Yan Xiaye and Li Yuntang returned to the car.
She kicked off her high heels and lazily lay her head on the man's lap, feeling like time was passing unbearably slowly.
