Jiang Zhen used the word "milk" vividly and figuratively.
Everyone was of status. The reason why they came to attend today's banquet was because they had been friends with Jiang Weimin for many years.
They didn't want to laugh at first. They should at least give Jiang Weimin face.
But they really couldn't resist it!
Under the laughter of the entire hall, Jiang Weimin and Zhu Xiulan blushed while Sheng Jing's face turned pale.
Sheng Jing glared at Jiang Weimin angrily. His trembling fingers revealed his disappointment towards Jiang Weimin. He gritted his teeth and scolded. "Shameless brat! You're utterly shameless!"
Being scolded by Sheng Jing at such an old age, Jiang Weimin had no place to hide his old face. His black, red, and red face was comparable to that of Guan Gong [1. A Chinese deity who has a black face.] It was rather exciting.
