Leng Mansion, after dinner.
"An invitation?" Taking the card handed over by Leng Mengmeng, she opened it, "The Han Family patriarch's seventieth birthday?" Looking at the content on the card, Ling Xi smiled helplessly.
"Sister Xiaoxiao and Sister Miaomiao are also going, but they've been coerced." Leng Mengmeng frowned, tattling with a small face, "That guy Han Xiaoxu said that if you're a comrade-in-arms, then you must go." Look at that, if it isn't blatant forcing people to attend even if they don't want to.
"He said that?" Hearing the little report Leng Mengmeng delivered, Ling Xi's delicate eyebrows slightly raised; it seemed that Han Xiaoxu, by inviting them, was probably afraid the banquet would be too boring! With his temperament, how could he possibly have the leisure to care about some unrelated people and affairs, so, he thought of dragging them along for company.
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