"Young master, shall we start dinner?" Uncle Rong asked.
"Yeah," Huangfu Zheng nodded, he had just sent a message to his wife, knowing she wouldn't be home for dinner, she was having a feast with Wang Meng, and he felt quite annoyed.
But even though he felt displeased, he had no intention of saying more to his wife about it.
After hearing the answer, Uncle Rong quickly went to the kitchen to give instructions; Huangfu Zheng rubbed his temples and then slowly stood up, leisurely walking towards the dining room.
The kitchen was quick to action, having already served all the dishes on the dining table.
The dishes were exquisite, but Huangfu Zheng had little appetite; he ate casually and then put down his chopsticks, unsure when his wife would return. Right then, his phone rang urgently. He pulled it out to see it was Qin Tingjie's number, his eyebrows raised before he answered, "What's up?"
"Boss, come out for a drink tonight!"
