Birthday Banquet (8)
Liu Shuying's room was different from the suite that Wen Jinzhang had booked in the hotel.
Logically speaking, Wen Jinzhang did not know where her room was. However, he, Wen Ruan, and Old Mrs. Wen had come over at this moment.
Liu Shuying subconsciously wanted to close the door, but the man beside her stopped her expressionlessly.
He did not panic at all when Wen Jinzhang and the others arrived. Instead, his lips curled into a faint sneer.
Jincheng, why are you here?" Old Mrs. Wen stared at her eldest son, Wen Jincheng, who was standing beside Liu Shuying, her eyes filled with shock and anger.
Today was Jinzhang's 40th birthday. As the eldest brother, Wen Jincheng was not present. He did not even call or send a message.
Although she knew that the two brothers were like fire and water, the old lady still had a glimmer of hope.
He hoped that the two brothers could ease their relationship and not make things too stiff.