The club's banquet hall was already filled with laughter and lively chatter. While the party was bustling in person, people were also constantly sending messages in the group chat.
At gatherings like this, most people actually didn't know each other.
But the relaxed, happy atmosphere was still delightful.
It was just like a wedding reception.
Huang Yuan scanned the crowd and spotted an acquaintance. He walked over, squeezed into a spot at the table, and picked up a wine bottle to take a look.
Tsk. Classy.
Young people these days were so generous. Much classier than Old Zhou.
"Uncle Huang, you came too!"
Zhou Luan looked pleasantly surprised to see Huang Yuan. She greeted him with a demure, sweet smile and even rose gracefully to her feet, a testament to her good upbringing.
As a ten-year veteran customer of the club and an old friend of her father's, Zhou Luan naturally knew him.
"Mhm, of course I'd be here on such a lively day. Sit down."
