I Didn't Buy Any Gifts, Just A Stalk Of Grass (2)
Editor: Atlas Studios
When Zeng Zhibin heard the old man's words, his expression darkened.
"Hehe…"
At this moment, Ceng Zhibing suddenly smiled.
"As Yaqing's boyfriend, he came to attend your seventieth birthday empty-handed and didn't even buy a gift? Old Master, do you think such a person is qualified to be your grandson-in-law?"
"Look at the clothes he's wearing. They are probably bought from a roadside stall, right? I'm afraid he can't afford a gift!" At this moment, Ceng Zhibing smiled again. However, his smile was filled with mockery.
Ceng Zhibing's words caused a stir, and the surrounding people immediately exclaimed, "That's right. This guy doesn't even have a gift?"
"Didn't he buy a gift?"
"He didn't even buy a gift to attend the old man's birthday banquet? Can he really not afford it?"
"Didn't he come in a Lamborghini? Did he rent this Lamborghini Poison?"
"In short, no matter what, it's wrong not to bring a gift!"