Wei Fang averted his head when he saw Mr. Ming stood up and walked towards their table. He pretended not to notice anything as he calmly sip his wine.
It was a good thing his assistant was still busy with his phone, because he would've been a terrible actor.
"Mr. Wei, I'm terribly sorry for being late. You see, I saw a friend of mine and talked a bit that I almost forget about the time!" Wei Fang forced himself not to snort.
This old man must took him for a fool.
"It's alright, Mr. Ming." Wei Fang smiled in reassurance. "We just arrived after all."
Mr. Ming chuckled and said he was glad. Then he introduced his daughter to her like what he did to Ethan.
Ming Ting blushed when Wei Fang smiled at her, as if forgetting that she wasn't all over Ethan awhile ago.
What made Mr. Ming interesting to his father was a mystery.