Only by sitting here could one feel that this was a group of old people with no ill intentions.
The food on the Round Table was almost untouched, but there were many empty bottles of red wine on the table, more than the previous table.
Joes sat upright and could not help but glance at Zheng Zeyi in the distance, only to realize that he was also looking at her.
The two gazes met in the air, and the atmosphere became somewhat different.
Joes's face turned red and she quickly looked away. She pursed her lips and pretended that nothing had happened.
Old master Zheng was in a good mood when he saw this. It seemed like his grandson was the best among all his childhood friends.
"By the way, sisi, How long have you been together with old Zheng's grandson?" Grandpa Qin raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask.
Old master Zheng saw that he was just asking a simple question, so he didn't interrupt.
