Su Huai'an just stared at the teacup he was holding without speaking.
"Huai'an, pour some water for Uncle Shen."
"Okay!" Su Huai'an stood up and personally poured a cup of water for Shen Feihu, suddenly feeling a sympathy towards Shen Jianguo.
Perhaps, neither of them were their biological children?
Shen Feihu immediately felt a sense of triumph. He was quite a successful President after all!
"Which people did you arrange to come?" Mr. Su asked as he watched him drink the water, expectantly.
"Sheng Ning, Chen Huaying, Lu Dabao, right. Just a few close girlfriends," Shen Feihu finished and glanced at the time. "Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon."
"Huai'an, quick, quick... hang up your grandma's portrait," the elder urged excitedly.
Fearing that Mr. Su might grow too emotional and have an accident, Su Huai'an quickly rose from his seat and hung the already prepared portrait on the living room wall.
