"Indeed!" He Yirong said excitedly, "Since you're not only the backbone of the company, but also Ziyi's friend and benefactor, don't stand on ceremony in the future. Come over anytime, whether you have business or not. After all, Ziyi often stays home when she doesn't have class and she's quite idle."
"Dad..." Ziyi mumbled unhappily, "I'm not that idle."
He Yirong glared at her.
She had no choice but to look down and drink her soup.
Jin Baiyan glanced at Ziyi with a smile: "In that case, I'll respectfully accept the invitation."
He Yirong was very pleased with his attitude, raised his glass: "Come, let me toast to you, thank you for saving Ziyi."
"I don't deserve it." Jin Baiyan smiled and raised his glass.
He Yirong already regarded Jin Baiyan as a future son-in-law, so he was especially excited, drinking cup after cup, while Liu Minjun could only keep giving him suggestive looks.
He Yirong rarely had the chance to drink to his heart's content, so he pretended not to see.
