Xiao Yu had no idea what Gong Ting wanted to show her. They stopped in front of Old Master Gong, and a waiter immediately came over, carrying four glasses of wine in his hands. "Old Gong, Young Master Gong, would you like some wine?"
Gong Ting glanced at the waiter. Luckily Morin had reminded him; otherwise he really wouldn't have noticed that the old man was trying to set him up in front of everyone.
He nodded. "Of course we need wine. Father, you're the one I should most be toasting today."
Old Master Gong raised his brows. "What do you mean by that?"
"All these years, you've been both father and mother, bringing me up, and you've worried yourself sick over my marriage. It hasn't been easy. This glass is to you—may you stay healthy and may all your wishes come true."
