Wen Qianqian's eyes were already red.
Dragged in front of Wen Zhongbao by Zhou Zimu, her tears fell immediately.
She trembled, unwilling to speak.
Seeing Zhou Zimu treat his niece this way, Wen Zhongbao also became displeased.
He said to Wen Qianqian, "Qianqian, what's this about? Aren't you attending the banquet?"
Wen Qianqian only kept biting her lip, weeping without saying a word.
Zhou Zimu was so angry that he nearly lost his sanity.
He snatched the two invitations from Wen Zhongbao's hand and said, "Did you provide these two invitations?"
Wen Zhongbao nodded emphatically, "Yes, I got these in exchange for Wuliangye through someone... That person didn't tell me they couldn't be used. Didn't I come here to smooth things over for you?"
Zhou Zimu furiously threw the invitations to the ground and stomped on them.
He said to Wen Qianqian, "Is this the uncle you work with in HR?"
Wen Qianqian clenched her mouth shut, not uttering a word.