"Good, that's great!" Su Guobang was overjoyed. When he saw Rong Si, his eyes were filled with admiration. He teased him. "Future grandson-in-law, you're here too. Did your family agree to you having New Year's Eve dinner at our house?"
Rong Si smiled. "We're all family. We're one and the same."
When Su Guobang heard that, the smile on his face widened.
In short, he was extremely satisfied with his future grandson-in-law. Everything about him was perfect. Sometimes, when Su Guobang met with his old friends, he would mention Rong Si, intentionally or unintentionally, with some pride in his tone.
Rong Si was young and promising, a business genius. Word had long spread in the circle. Su Guobang's old friends were envious from the bottom of their hearts. Their reactions had really made him proud.
