Yang Yujie sat prettily on the side, eating, and could now completely ignore the people at the table she wasn't fond of.
Yang Chenggong was also left with no option. It was an old comrade who invited the family over for dinner, and he couldn't refuse. He certainly knew the two kids didn't like it.
In fact, he didn't like it either. Why were the kids of this old comrade's family always so petty? How were they brought up?
"Niece, what has got you so happy?" Li Jiancheng asked with a smile.
He genuinely liked this comrade's daughter—pretty, with status. It would be great if she became part of his family.
"Uncle Li, the person I like has returned." Such a disgusting person wanting to covet her?
"Haha, niece already has someone she likes?"
"Yes." She said nothing more.
"Sis, has Feifei come too?" Zhenyu found the girl next to him extremely annoying. She was just twelve years old but acted like an adult, which seemed awkward and uncomfortable.
