Old Master Cheng's birthday banquet concluded in a lively manner. Joyful events bring high spirits, and the Old Master couldn't help but drink a couple of extra glasses of red wine, feeling so cheerful he couldn't find his bearings. He repeatedly instructed Cheng Su and the others to accompany him for morning tea the next day.
Cheng Su agreed and, with some effort, managed to persuade him to return home to rest.
Turning around, she saw Ning Ge and the person called Xiao Ying standing together, bickering, and couldn't help but look over curiously.
Ning Ge looked over too, mouthing the words: it's not what you think.
Cheng Su laughed, thought for a moment, and walked over to extend her hand to Song Jiaying: "Hello, I'm Cheng Su!"
"I know, Old Master Cheng's adopted daughter." Song Jiaying shook her hand, and said, "I'm Song Jiaying." No more words were exchanged.
"I'm also Ning Ge's friend." Cheng Su smiled again.
