Speaking up till here, his smile drained away, replaced by a solemn expression, "If Xia Yao really had just married a rich man's son, we wouldn't need to worry. As far as I know, that rich man's son is nothing more than a spoilt brat who's never worked a day in his life. He's still living lavishly off his father's money. The one really worth fearing is the rich man himself. If Xia Yao has truly married into such robust capital, she could prove a threat to us."
"I've also heard that the rich man has secretly made a deal with Xia Zhiyuan. As long as Xia Yao agrees to marry him, he will immediately invest in Zhiyuan Media."
However, these worries pertained to an event that hadn't occurred yet, and worrying wasn't of much use.
Soon, everyone pushed this matter to the back of their minds.
After all, it was a delightful evening, and nobody wanted to discuss a buzzkill.
We ordered delivery for dinner, right here in Xunyan's courtyard.
