When Zhan Mingyan found out, Bai Jue simply threw out a line, "He's my grandfather too. Is there a problem with me, the prospective grandson-in-law, holding a birthday banquet for my grandfather?"
His domineering words left Zhan Mingyan speechless. Zhan Ze and Lu Hui burst into laughter when they heard it, especially the old Master Zhan, who smiled all day long, unable to close his mouth in joy.
The cost of booking the entire hotel was nothing worth mentioning for the Zhan Family, but what mattered was the sentiment behind it. Bai Jue, by doing this, had considered himself as part of their family. With a prospective son-in-law so in tune with their wishes, how could Old Master Zhan not be delighted?
Night fell, and the wind began to rise.
At the hotel entrance, luxury cars were congregated. Men in suits and leather shoes, and women in gorgeous dresses, the thin fabric of which undoubtedly made one shiver with cold.
