Yan Zao asked with amusement, "Sir, do I look like I have a lot of free time?"
She still had her voice changer on and spoke in English.
Zu He replied to her in English, "No, no, no, I'm sincerely inviting you."
So earnest!
Lan Mu looked at Zu He, feeling both irritated and amused.
This was just like watching a play.
Yan Zao, holding back laughter, nodded: "Alright then."
Zu He's eyes widened in disbelief, "My God..."
He wasn't dreaming, was he? Weiwei was going to attend his birthday party?
He was definitely going to make it a grand celebration!
Overjoyed, Zu He took off, like a child, to share his happiness with his mother at the entrance of the banquet hall, "Weiwei is going to attend my birthday party next month."
He happily kissed his mother on the cheek.
A whiff of alcohol, Zu's mother frowned, showing a mix of disgust and indulgence, "Which Weiwei?"
She took her son's hand.
Zu He exclaimed, "The Weiwei who sang on stage, my goddess!"
He was too excited.