Zhou's mother could only sulk at the sight of her.
Fortunately, a friend came to find Zhou's mother, and she shifted her attention.
For Bai Lan, Zhou father's birthday feast was really a perilous banquet.
Bai Lan temporarily breathed a sigh of relief.
While Bai Lan was daydreaming, Zhou Shengting returned and sat down beside her.
"What's the matter? What are you thinking about?" His deep, magnetic voice pulled Bai Lan back to reality, and she turned to look at him.
"Nothing, are you done?" Bai Lan noticed that everyone was seated, and the host had already started the proceedings.
"Yes, just entertaining everyone." Zhou Shengting had been uneasy for a while as he hadn't seen Bai Lan.
Because he knew she was not quite accustomed to such occasions.
Bai Lan nodded, feeling inexplicably nervous because Zhou's mother was sitting beside her.
At that moment, the host's voice rang out, "Let us welcome our host, Mr. Zhou, to give a speech."
