Faced with Chen Guo's questioning, Daphne tentatively asked, "How about next Saturday? Would that work?"
"Of course! Where are we eating?" Chen Guo pressed.
Daphne smiled bitterly inwardly and casually said, "How about my place?"
"Okay! Our whole family will be there on time!"
As soon as Chen Guo finished speaking, she returned to the house with a beaming smile.
Daphne was left behind, filled with melancholy.
Next week, she really was going to invite Jiang Siming's entire family over for dinner.
Actually, there was nothing wrong with hosting a meal.
The problem was that she had invited Jiang Siming's whole family—nearly forty people.
How could her place accommodate that many people?
If it were her real home, it would be no problem at all. But her home was in Germany. She couldn't exactly invite them all to Germany for dinner.
Leaving aside whether they would be willing, her own father would definitely be the first to object.
So she could only use the place where she currently lived.
But the place she shared with Suji was merely an apartment complex. The rooms were indeed luxuriously furnished, but the actual living space was not large.
After all, there were only three of them—her, Suji, and the housekeeper. There was no need for them to live in an enormous place.
How could it possibly hold so many people?
Daphne had considered changing her mind and moving the dinner to a hotel.
But since they had invited her to their home for a meal, logically, she should invite them to her home in return.
Huaxia had a custom called returning courtesy with courtesy.
Daphne knew that much.
So the words to change the arrangement, already on the tip of her tongue, could only be swallowed back down.
*Forget it. I'll go home