"It's alright. Welcome," said Jiang Zhe.
Song Xingyu hooked his arm around Jiang Zhe's neck and said, "See, I told you everything would be fine, and you were worried all the way here. Is Jiang Zhe that kind of person? Oh, by the way, Jiang Zhe, my parents and older brother will be up soon. They went to park the car and ran into a few old friends; they have some things to discuss."
Jiang Zhe had not expected his whole family to come, which was quite a surprise to him.
The status of Song Ye was actually far above Jiang Xiliang, and even slightly higher than Jiang Cheng. His coming with the whole family showed his dedication.
"You won't mind, will you?" Song Xingyu asked tentatively.
Jiang Zhe took off his mask, "There's enough room."
The pink cheeks of the girl revealed by the mask caused a few boys to gaze intently for a moment.
Realizing their reaction, they all hurriedly looked away.
