Zhang Changgong was a shrewd man. Seeing Zhang Meiqin like this, he knew something was wrong. With a cold snort, he stood up and walked out.
Meiqin didn't say anything, but since the An Family had already come over, even if she didn't speak, the An Family would.
Bai Ya looked at Zhang Meiqin and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Zhang Meiqin had a mournful expression and didn't say anything.
Bai Ya sighed and followed them to the living room.
Zhang Meiqin knew she couldn't avoid it, so she followed too.
Zhang Yanjin, who was having breakfast, sensed there might be something interesting to see, so he quickly finished his breakfast and trotted over happily.
"Mr. An." Zhang Changgong smiled as he walked towards An Qingyun and extended his hand, "I'm sorry for not greeting you sooner."
An Qingyun stood up, smiled, and shook hands with Zhang Changgong, "Not at all, we came too early and disturbed you."
"Have you had breakfast?" Zhang Changgong asked with a smile.
