Miao Qingqing's words were perfectly fitting; she was the first to be with Song Xiaodong. Others were able to follow Song Xiaodong because of her tolerance; otherwise, no one else could have entered.
Song Xiaodong nodded. There wasn't much more to say now; the key was to act on it, not just talk about it.
The toasts at this table were quite harmonious, leaving some other people somewhat disappointed, as some did enjoy stirring things up.
The banquet soon became lively. Everyone came, which was a form of interaction among the various families.
After He Lingzhi finished her round of toasting, she could slip away. Song Xiaodong was involved in the activities since, to stand firm in Beijing, it's essential not to make enemies of all families.
"I can't handle much wine, so I'll take my leave." Yang Yushi stood up and bid farewell to the Old Master.
