The Divine Heir

I'm Her Husband

Different from an antique appreciation conference. This banquet seemed to be smaller in scale, but the environment was particularly elegant. There were rockery and pond outside, green bamboo and red flowers.

Inside was a hall that could only accommodate about a hundred guests. The middle was filled with seats, and on both sides were all kinds of delicacies, cakes, and drinks.

Before Irving and others came in, dozens of guests had already arrived. At this time, the guests in the hall were toasting each other and chatting with each other. Hearty laughter could be heard from time to time.

Irving and his companions were like invisible people. No one came up to greet them, and no guests came to say hello. Like a minion. Even Deputy Mayor Zhou suffered the same fate.

"Mister Smiths, I'm Wayne, I've taken up a few empty seats over there, come and sit down." Wayne guided them forward.

As I walked to my seat, people around me cast strange glances at me, many of which contained a hint of surpri