Luo Tianlin's face took on a slightly upset look as he quietly scolded, "This Liu Zhizhong, what's he playing at today, does it really matter that much? Such a good opportunity, and he turns it down?"
Luo Shuxiu, however, couldn't help but smile secretly, knowing that Tu Feiyuan really might drive Liu Zhizhong away.
But at this moment, Chen Yuanyuan's somewhat sallow face turned deadly pale in an instant. She looked at her uncle and then at the Luo father and daughter, and she felt absolutely terrible.
"That... Uncle, Minister Luo, could it be... Liu Zhizhong is the honored guest?"
Luo Shuxiu replied indifferently, "Who else? What did you think?"
Chen Yuanyuan's back was slick with cold sweat. Hurriedly wiping the sweat from her forehead, she said, "Well... Liu Zhizhong did come by just now, but it seems he was suddenly tied up with something. He said he'd be delayed for a bit, and that he would be right back. Oh, I know where he's gone. I'll hurry him up, call him to come..."
