Each of those VIPs took their seats one after another.
After receiving an affirmative answer, the emcee walked onto the stage with a microphone and said, "Everyone, please take your seats!"
The crowd sat down according to the order of their status. Wu Junjie's father sat in the third row, while Wu Junjie himself was only considered as a family member and thus sat at the back seat. A smiling He Yuan sat right next to him.
He Yuan used his sleeves to help Wu Junjie wipe down the chair. He then said flatteringly, "Young Master Wu, please sit down."
Wu Junjie enjoyed that feeling very much and nodded his head in satisfaction. "You have a grudge with the kid just now?"
"I hate him for taking away my woman. We cannot live under the same sky. I detest him for humiliating me and I will never forget what he did!" He Yuan's eyes seemed to suggest a deep-seated pain. "I hope Young Master Wu can get justice for me!"
