Meng Ling took out her phone and sent a message: "Keep a close eye on Yao Ran."
One of Yao Yuan's friends, a clever old fox, looked pointedly between Yao Ran and Yang Ming. "Well, Old Yao, your invitation said that you will be sharing another piece of good news with everyone! Now that we're all here, hurry up and spill the beans!"
"Yes, yes," someone else chimed in. "That's right! We have been looking forward to celebrating the union of this young couple!"
"All right, calm down, everybody! President Yang said that he would announce it himself. How can I steal his thunder?" Yao Yuan was over the moon, and it was evident by the way he was beaming.
But not everyone was particularly happy for him. In fact, a good number of the guests hated how smug Yao Yuan was. "It looks like he really did a good job in finding the right person to suck up to!"
"Come now, let's not talk about this here. Just drink up, drink and enjoy the party!"
