"Qingshan, there's no need to say more!" Wei Yingyue glared at Wei Qingshan, who quickly shut his mouth, though he still showed his determination and expression of solidarity with Wei Yingyue. Everyone in the room wouldn't think this was due to Wei Qingshan's strong family bonds, but rather because his monthly allowance was in Wei Yingyue's hands, making Wei Qingshan practically Wei Yingyue's little minion.
"Gurgle——" At this moment, your stomach embarrassingly rumbled, and it was the kind of sound that carried quite far.
Actually, you weren't hungry; you just intentionally made such a sound to change the topic. After all, from your perspective, you didn't intend to keep using this Li Tian identity for long. Once the birthday banquet ended, you'd disappear immediately; you couldn't care less about the engagement.
Old Grandpa Wei heard this and couldn't help but laugh heartily: "We were just about to eat. Come, Little Li, sit with me."
