Nan Jiaojiao leaned on his shoulder, gently pressing down, then walked away hand in hand with Xu Tingting.
"Uncle Loo is coming over," Huo Linxi whispered a reminder.
Mr. Loo came over with a drink, and all the younger generation at the table stood up, accompanying him for a toast.
His face was full of smiles, but only upon closer inspection could one notice the fatigue between his brows and eyes, his sideburns seemed to have a few more white hairs.
Bo Yanching joked, "Uncle Loo is happy, but drink a little less. Loo Jinyang is not here yet; he asked us to keep an eye on you."
"Little rascal! Talking nonsense with you all, as if he can control me!"
Mr. Loo chuckled, "You are all family, I won't trouble you too much. This is just for outsiders. Everyone feel free, if you're drunk or tired, there are rooms upstairs for you. The Loo Family isn't far, everyone at home knows you, you can also rest at our place."
Bo Yanching: "Got it, don't tire yourself out."
