Wang Xiaoliang looked at Xiao Weijin, whose arm He Runya was holding not far away.
The fellow was still expounding on the many benefits of being a child-free couple.
They didn't look like a married couple.
That remark seemed like an irony in light of the scene before him.
Once again, Wang Xiaoliang admired Liu Xinyu's decisiveness.
If he hadn't cut off what Fan Qishan had been about to say,
Xiao Weijin would probably have charged over by now.
And beaten Fan Qishan up.
How many people could accept having their relationship broken up in public?
The banquet's atmosphere reached its peak in the second half.
As the alcohol kicked in, people grew bolder too.
Quite a few people came over to toast Liu Xinyu, glasses in hand and faces flushed.
"Liu Xinyu, thank you for your generous hospitality! We have to keep visiting each other. Let's not lose touch!"
"Mr. Liu, with hospitality of this caliber, don't blame me if I come every year!"
Liu Xinyu welcomed them all, glasses clinking as a gracious smile remained on his face.
He had a soft drink in his hand the whole time.
But no one pressed him to drink liquor.
People who had merely been familiar faces now seemed like friends they could entrust their fortunes to after clinking glasses under the influence of alcohol.
Zeng Haiyan gradually recovered from her earlier anger too. Wherever she went was her home turf, and she started darting around the room with her phone raised.
"Come on, everyone, scan my code and add me. Then I'll make a group!"
She worked quickly and soon created a WeChat group with a simple, straightforward name-Jiang University Alumni Fucheng Gathering.
Many of the men also worked up their courage and approached Wei Zijin.
"Wei Zijin, let me