It was at this moment that Zhang Chuchu walked in.
"Dad... Dad..."
Old Zhang responded pleasantly, "Come, we're about to eat."
She casually picked up the wedding invitation on the table and glanced at it curiously, "What's this?"
Before she finished speaking, her expression changed, and she fumed, "What's the meaning of this? Wan Donglin is getting married? Mom, are you really going to attend?"
Madam Zhang laughed, "Silly child, for this sort of thing, we must go."
She snorted, throwing the invitation onto the coffee table.
"I heard through the grapevine that to propose to that woman, he split half of his assets with her. Mom, is that true?"
The couple exchanged a glance.
Industry gossip usually has some truth to it.
Wan Donglin's grand gesture clearly indicated his absolute commitment to this marriage. It's evident that he wouldn't marry anyone else and was willing to spare no expense.
