"Okay, no problem! Let's go first then!"
Just as everyone was shocked, Mrs. Lin suddenly received a phone call.
From the other end of the call, a middle-aged man's voice could be heard, obviously Mr. Lin.
"Everyone, Mu Qing still has some business at the company, so he wants us to go ahead to the restaurant and wait for him."
"This afternoon, we discussed holding Dad's birthday ceremony at Chaohai Pavilion, but Wangjiang Pavilion is too far away, and Mu Qing can't make it. How about we switch to a different restaurant?"
"Dad, what do you think?"
Mrs. Lin hesitated for a moment, explained the current situation, and then turned her head to look at Mr. Lin.
Mr. Lin didn't have any objections. He wasn't concerned with what they ate or drank for his birthday; he just wanted to use the occasion to gather the family.
"Okay then, since Dad, you have no objections, shall we switch to another one?" Mrs. Lin nodded and looked at everyone again.
