When they heard Zhuang Yi was coming, everyone perked up.
Ning Ze, who had just come back, heard the news and immediately said, "Brother Zhuang is late again today; he should be punished with at least ten glasses of wine."
"I agree!" Dong Le immediately concurred.
"Since when did you two become so close?" Song Cheng'an looked at the two and laughed.
"Huh, as if I'd wear the same pants as him?" Dong Le and Ning Ze said in unison.
Everyone laughed at their words, "You guys are so in sync, aren't you!"
"Humph!" Dong Le and Ning Ze turned away from each other, pretending to ignore one another.
Mu Yan had heard them mention Zhuang Yi before. He was also late at Jiang Jingheng's last birthday.
Lu Hao had already gone to the entrance to receive him, and before long, he came back with a tall, imposing-looking man.
The man looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with rugged features and slightly tanned skin, but he was quite good-looking.
