"Yingtian, I never thought you..." Shen Yanjin walked up to Shen Yingtian, bowed his head in shame. At this moment, he felt like a colossal joke.
"Tian, thank goodness for you, otherwise, today's banquet would have been massively disturbed." Shen Zheng was choked with emotional tears. Shen Yingtian's achievement today also made him incredibly proud, a pride even surpassing the glory that his biological son brought to him. "Yanjin, why are you still standing here? Go upstairs and arrange something for Tian."
"Yes, dad, I'm going!" Shen Yanjin dared not say a word of opposition, and hurriedly headed upstairs.
What is Shen Yingtian's status, and what is the status of the people upstairs? Is Shen Yingtian worthy of them?
Shen Yanjin just questioned this, but now, are these people upstairs worthy of sitting at the same table with Shen Yingtian?
"Big Brother, there's no need. I'm fine sitting here," Shen Yingtian said.
