Lin Muchuan's face showed a trace of an awkward smile.
Zhao Peng just smiled politely and pushed his glasses: "Sister-in-law, you're too kind."
Although his tone was very courteous, it carried a subtle hint of detachment.
Jiajia seemed to sense the subtle atmosphere as well and casually asked, "By the way, brother, where's Xue? I thought you guys would come together."
"She is coming directly from the airport, a bit farther away, but she'll be here soon, definitely won't be late." Lin Muchuan quickly replied.
After a few polite exchanges, the family sensibly walked into the Peony Hall.
The banquet hall was enormous, with more than twenty tables set up, and quite a few people had already arrived.
However, the atmosphere in the hall was distinctly divided.
On the side close to the main stage, with the best locations, were obviously the male guests' relatives and business partners.
