At seven o'clock in the evening, the Luo Family Villa was brilliantly lit.
Vehicles of guests arriving to celebrate Old Lady Luo's birthday filled both sides of the road.
Mo Han had come on a bike, his daughter Chen Chen standing in front, and his wife Luo Ning sitting at the back.
As they arrived at the gate, a young man dressed in Armani greeted them, "Yo, isn't this my cousin? You've finally arrived!"
"Today is Grandmother's seventieth birthday, why are you arriving so late?"
Right off the bat, he greeted only Luo Ning, blatantly ignoring Mo Han and Chen Chen standing beside her.
"Hello, cousin," Luo Ning said, clearly displeased, yet still offered a greeting, "We were held up at home, sorry about that."
"Chen Chen, have you said hello to your Uncle Xuan Ran?"
Chen Chen, who was very sensible, said innocently, "Hello, Uncle Xuan Ran!"