Han Jisen held a wine glass and walked to Xia Pengpeng's side.
"At a moment like today, aren't you going to drink a little?"
Xia Pengpeng looked at the juice in the glass, showing a slight smile, "Drinking juice is quite good!"
"Yes, drinking juice is quite good, some people's words are more effective," Han Jisen teased, suddenly sighing, "The company has developed till now, your mother's wish should have been realized."
Xia Pengpeng nodded, "If only my mom and dad could see this day."
"They're watching."
Xia Pengpeng suddenly thought of something, her smile froze on her lips.
"What's wrong?" Han Jisen noticed her expression and asked softly.
"Uncle Han, when I was born, you seemed to still be in the country, right?"
"Yes? What's the matter?"
