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"Is it okay?" Fan Shuxia asked nervously.
"Of course it is. Why wouldn't it be?" Manman winked at her and said, "We've met before, so we're somewhat fated."
Half an hour later, everyone who had agreed to go to the restaurant had gathered in the large courtyard.
Madame Yao and her younger son Yao Zibao, Madame Lu and her daughter and son-in-law along with her youngest son Lu Huan, Zhao Wensheng's family of three, plus his cousin Peng Fang. When Fan Shuxia arrived and saw so many people, she was quite shocked. They had three full cars ready to go.
Fan Shuxia rode in the car with Manman and her husband, with Peng Fang sitting next to her. Knowing that Peng Fang was a relative of Zhao Wensheng, Fan Shuxia seemed rather reserved. But Peng Fang was outgoing and carefree, speaking quite casually with Manman and her group, and also without any pretense to Fan Shuxia.
"So Sister Fan works in my cousin's company," Peng Fang said with her bright, almond-shaped eyes looking at her.
