In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.
Ling Xue had left.
The time for the Zhao Family's banquet had also arrived.
At noon on this day, Ye Fan accompanied Jian Tao and her daughter to the Zhao Family.
Mengyao did not participate; adhering to the agreement, Ye Fan went with Jian Tao and her daughter alone.
On the way, Jian Tao politely said, "The old man's condition isn't good. If necessary, you might need to adapt according to the situation."
"No problem." Ye Fan readily agreed.
This trip, if possible, Ye Fan could pretend to be Zhao Hai in front of the old Zhao if it was completely unnecessary, then he would just be an ordinary guest of the Zhao Family.
Ye Fan was prepared, and since he had promised Jian Tao, he had to handle some matters accordingly.
"I know you don't like this kind of banquet, and you disdain to pretend to be enthusiastically socializing with others. I appreciate your effort." Jian Tao expressed her gratitude.
