"Humph," the old Mrs. Jun was very dissatisfied with the old Mr. Jun's protection of Jun Moyan.
The few collateral relatives with more power to speak saw the atmosphere was becoming somewhat awkward and quickly came out to make peace.
At this moment, a young man and woman walked in through the doorway.
It was Jun Wuyang and Ji Hongyan.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom..." Jun Wuyang greeted as he entered.
"Wuyang has arrived—come, sit here by Grandma," said the steely-faced old Mrs. Jun, her expression softening into a smile upon seeing her eldest grandson.
"All right." Jun Wuyang smiled, sat down beside old Mrs. Jun, and didn't deign to give Jun Moyan a single glance from start to finish.
And of course, Jun Moyan couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention either.
"Grandfather Jun, Grandmother Jun, Chairman Jun, Mrs. Jun, good day," Ji Hongyan greeted them softly and gracefully.
