Sowing Discord

"Alright."

The old man naturally sat at the front of the table. This was a rectangular table, and the old man sat at the north side, which was a narrower seat.

On one side were Ning Hexiang and Liu Xiuying, and on the other side were Pei Yuchen and Ning Mengmeng.

As for Ning Yushi, she sat directly opposite the old man.

Ning Yushi was a little disappointed. She wanted to sit opposite Pei Yuchen, but…

There was no such chance.

Ning Hexiang's lips curled into a smile. "Come, it's rare for us to gather together. Xiao Pei, do you want to drink some?"

Ning Hexiang was holding a bottle of good wine in his hand. If Pei Yuchen was drinking, he wouldn't care that he was an elder and was about to pour wine for him.

Unfortunately, Pei Yuchen did not move at all. "I still have to drive tomorrow."