"Brother Tangyu, there's still plenty of time. How about I take you home first?" Wang Dazhuang said.
Tangyu waived his hand at him and said, "No need, you go back to the company. Aren't you treating everyone to dinner tonight? I won't be able to make it today, so please apologize to everyone on my behalf. I'll be fine on my own."
Wang Dazhuang pursed his lips, clearly disappointed, but nodded and said, "Alright, Brother Tangyu, I know you're going to accompany a beauty, so I won't force you. Looks like next time you'll have to host, to make sure you show up."
Tangyu rolled his eyes at Wang Dazhuang, but couldn't deny it; he really did need to go back and keep Lin Feifei company, otherwise he'd feel a bit guilty. Plus, he hadn't come home last night, so he was worried something might happen to Lin Feifei's health and he felt somewhat uneasy.
