"Hey, brother-in-law. The deal isn't even set yet, do you have to be so affectionate?"
Li Sicheng's earnest advice instantly triggered Zhao Ruolan's dissatisfaction.
Li Sicheng gave a slight smile and didn't take her complaints to heart.
"That settles it."
Old Master Zhao didn't care whether Zhang Xiaowei was willing or not; he made the decision on his behalf.
Then he picked up his chopsticks and called out loudly, "Aunt Liu, stop busying yourself and come over to eat."
Aunt Liu responded from the other side, and Old Master Zhao invited everyone to start the meal.
The meal was fairly cheerful.
Old Master Zhao was advanced in years and wanted to rest after lunch, especially since he had drunk alcohol at noon.
A few young people sat in the living room, chatting leisurely over tea.
Their conversation revolved around Zhang Xiaowei's class reunion.
"Ruolan, this afternoon you should take Xiaowei to change his clothes and freshen up a bit."
