"I'm glad you came. I received the book the other day. Don't worry, I'll fulfill my father's wishes and transfer money to the people recorded in the book every month."
He checked the name list that Qiao Nian had given him. They were all his father's old comrades.
Wei Mingxuan pursed his lips, unable to hide the emotion on his face. He whispered to the girl, "Qiao Nian, thank you. If it weren't for you…"
Before he could finish, Wei Lou walked over and grabbed his arm to interrupt him. He was sloppy as if he didn't care about anything. "Dad, why are you talking so much? Enough, let Qiao Nian go in first. What will others think if you block the door?"
Many guests came to pay their respects to the Wei family today. They were all famous figures in Beijing. Wei Mingxuan presided over the family.
He was the absolute master of the day.
The host had neglected so many guests and went to talk to a young girl instead. That in itself was eye-catching.
