Luo Ziling, Luo Yuqing, and Wuyue escorted Wu Jianjun, Ding Zhongming, and the others to their car, and then returned to the rear hall.
The dishes prepared by the chef were not yet all served, but the table was already brimming with food.
Luo Liansheng, Luo Xusheng, and Ling Ruonan had already sat back down and were slowly drinking as if nothing had happened.
"Mom, it wasn't my arrangement," Luo Ziling hurriedly explained after sitting down again, "I never expected that so many people would visit our old mansion during our New Year's dinner. They must have come to visit Grandpa, look at the gifts they brought."
When this group of people arrived, they brought quite a few gifts, but they were all common items like fruit and flowers.
"I know it wasn't arranged by you. It's just part of their job," Ling Ruonan said with a smile, "Tonight, they will surely visit other people, and there are media reporters following them."
"Mom, how do you know?"
