"Qiudong, Xiangwan, take a seat." Wu Kezhi stood up and nodded towards them.
The three of them sat down in the lounge area.
Zheng Qiudong skillfully poured each of them a cup of Pu'er tea and was the first to speak.
With a slightly teasing tone, he said, "I wonder, what is our dear President Tang doing at the moment? What kind of expression will he have when he sees us 'unexpected guests' at the banquet later?"
Mo Xiangwan elegantly took a sip of tea, a smile playing on her lips, "Perhaps... accompanying some close female friend. He is quite a busy man now."
Zheng Qiudong couldn't help but chuckle, "Indeed very busy, with Xiang River, Yang City, live streams, and birthday parties."
Hearing their conversation, Wu Kezhi furrowed his brows slightly, "Let's not discuss President Tang's private life too much. It's not our place to do so."
Although he had always heard that Tang Song had undergone significant changes, becoming more personable.
