In fact, from the moment Lu Qingshan appeared, Tang Yi hadn't even glanced at him.
At this time, he was peeling an apple. Then he courteously handed the peeled apple to Song Bingyun's lips.
"Wife, this apple is completely red, it must be very sweet, you should try it."
Being so intimate in public, Song Bingyun's face flushed red, and she said softly, "They are watching you."
Tang Yi said indifferently, "Today is the grand opening ceremony of my wife's factory, a day of great joy, and I don't want to stoop to your level."
"If you don't want to die, scram now!"
"You little bastard, what did you say?" Yan Sufeng's eyes bulged, wanting to make a move. But in front of Zhen Qiaogong and Qu Changye, he dared not act rashly.
"Great Elder, what should we do now?"
Lu Qingshan let out a cold laugh, "Since today is Mr. Tang and his wife's joyous day, and honored guests have arrived, since we are here, we naturally should make our presence felt."
