Wei Zhijian and Li Xiangrong also called out, "Dad, Mom."
Sheng Yilan then asked, "Why is everyone here? Aren't you going up?"
Li Xiangrong looked at Old Madam, replying, "We can't go up until Zhiqian is here."
"We're all supposed to stand around and wait for him?" Wei Mingxiao frowned unhappily.
"If you're tired, you can wait in your car," Old Mister said coldly.
Wei Mingxiao was at a loss for words.
Was it a matter of whether he was tired or not?
He just wanted to understand Wei Zhiqian's intentions. He had gathered everyone here, but he himself was late.
If it had been anyone else, the old folks would have lost their tempers.
But when it came to Wei Zhiqian, they thought nothing of it.
Wei Mingxiao couldn't bear the double standards.
"When will Zhiqian arrive?" Wei Mingxiao had to ask.
"Soon. He's on his way," Old Master Wei said lightly.
