Qiao Chen craned her neck to get a better look but did not see anyone resembling Cheng Wu. She asked softly, "Aunt, why isn't Professor Cheng Wu out yet?"
Wei Ling, on the other hand, was rather calm. She held the bouquet in her arm and replied expressionlessly, "What's there to worry about? Not everyone's out yet, maybe Professor Cheng is behind."
Qiao Chen looked towards the exit again with unconcealable worry in her eyes.
Tang Wei had already confirmed that she was not coming. If Professor Cheng stood her up as well, her promotion party would look a little ordinary.
Fortunately, a while later, the familiar figure of a middle-aged man emerged at the gates.
"See, isn't he here?" Wei Ling saw him right away and stepped forward.
With a smile, she handed the bouquet to the middle-aged man. "Professor Cheng, thank you for traveling all the way here and taking the time to attend Chen Chen's school promotion party. Welcome."
