Watching Mao Shan's disheartened appearance, Liu Ran curiously asked, "Brother Song, today is a day of celebration, so why is Brother Shan still frowning?"
"Ha ha, if he were marrying a simple-minded girl, this kid would probably wake up laughing even if he went to bed late, but who let him marry Luo Zi? Not to mention she outclasses him in intelligence, their family backgrounds aren't too different either. Mao Shan is in for some tough days ahead," Song Yun said with a sense of schadenfreude.
After taking the elevator up to the 11th floor with a group of women, Song Yun found Zhao Yan and the others. These rascals were all dressed quite formally—each one in a suit, leather shoes as black as night. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were the main characters today.
"Boss, you're here," Zhao Yan greeted Song Yun with a light smile.