Mu Xingye's figure walked towards them slowly.
Everyone in the room turned their eyes towards him in unison.
No one expected him to appear at this time.
"Ah Ye, brother," Tang Qinxue immediately called out.
Mu Jingfeng stood up and took two steps towards Mu Xingye; it had been a long time since he had seen his son!
Mu Xingye saw Mu Jingfeng, but his expression remained indifferent, and he did not even greet him.
With his appearance, the atmosphere in the room became oppressive.
"Xiao Ye attending my birthday banquet today makes me so happy," Sir Tang also stood up.
"I am here today for another matter," said Mu Xingye in a chilly voice.
"What matter?" Sir Tang asked, a look of puzzlement on his face.
Lady Mu had already guessed what Mu Xingye was about to say and immediately interjected, "Xiao Ye, today is your Grandpa Tang's birthday banquet; let's not talk about official business."
