Lai Jiayi felt so ashamed of Lord Yang's remark that she almost threw Lord Yang to the Mariana trench, never to be found again even in ten thousand years.
How could this pig ask Zhao Yang about the invitation?! If Zhao Yang ever plans to invite me, he would have done that yesterday! Why would he wait until today when there were only a few hours left until tonight's party?
Even though it was still 9 to 10 a.m, it's illogical for Zhao Yang to give the invitation on the same day as the party itself. It would seem rushed.
With a bright red face, Lai Jiayi pinched Lord Yang's cheek and hurriedly spoke to Zhao Yang.
"Invitation? What are you talking about, ah? It's hard to attend the boss' party, right, boss?" Lai Jiayi laughed off Lord Yang's remark, but Lord Yang didn't look like he's not going to give up teasing Lai Jiayi.
