Xuan Zhe had come in a rush and hadn't prepared a gift, so he simply scanned Jiang Ning's WeChat code and transferred him a considerable sum.
Jiang Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Brother Xuan Zhe, were you thinking about Wen Shuang the whole way here, so you completely forgot about me?"
Most people would at least feel a little embarrassed, but Xuan Zhe was different. He nodded openly. "Yeah. I'll make it up to you on your next birthday."
Jiang Ning: "..."
Naturally, Wen Shuang was delighted to hear that. He had shelled some pine nuts and was originally planning to toss them all into his mouth, but upon hearing this, he stuffed them into Xuan Zhe's hand. "Snuggle."
Xuan Zhe smiled and ruffled his hair. When other people used reduplicated words, he usually wanted to yank out their tongues, but his own was different. He was adorable from the bottom of his heart.
Jiang Ning was so full from all the dog food that he found an excuse to go hang out with his brothers.
Everyone attending the banquet tonight had some sense of propriety. They knew what to say and what not to say, and they had attended plenty of glamorous social occasions. They should have remained unruffled, but they had never seen Xuan Zhe from such close range before!
Several groups stood some distance away, repeatedly looking over but not daring to approach. Xuan Zhe rarely showed his face, but more importantly, there was the halo around him. He held the power of life and death over much of the entertainment industry. If someone could build a connection with him, saying they would soar to success would not be an exaggeration.
"Jiang Ning." Gao He, also an actor, approached with a glass of champagne.