"Alright."
Song Guanchao opened his mouth, and only then did these second-generation descendants stop.
Chen Bolli and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Since you're here, why not stay for a simple dinner tonight."
If Chen Bolli and the others were tactless, it would have only been a small hassle for Song Guanchao even if a conflict had erupted just now.
But they were all smart people, knowing they couldn't outmaneuver Song Guanchao, so they all bowed their heads.
Song Guanchao didn't exploit their admitting fault.
Moreover, he also had to consider Lin Wanqiu's family situation.
Since their attitude in admitting fault was good, Song Guanchao didn't make things hard for them.
"Then it's better to accept respectfully than decline courteously."
Chen Bolli said, "In a while, I'll have my son drink a few toasts in punishment!"
Song Guanchao chatted with them, showing no trace of the tension from a moment ago.
