My Waste Husband novel Chapter 42

It could be said that the birthday of the old master Harry Cheng was a big event in Ning Province. Henry noticed that the Lin family and the Cheng family seemed to have a good relationship. He saw that Sylvia's three aunts were chatting intimately with the women of the Cheng family.

When Sylvia's aunt saw Henry, her eyes almost swallowed him alive.

From time to time, people around Sylvia would take the initiative to talk about some business matters.

Henry stood aside, like a stake, and did not talk to others.

Gradually, it was almost noon. Henry found that there were fewer and fewer people in the manor of the Cheng family. He understood that those who were not qualified to come and send gifts, wrote down their names, and left, while those who were really qualified to sit on the table would stay here.

As for the master of the Cheng family, Harry Cheng, he had never appeared.

As the number of people became fewer and fewer, the fractions became more and more apparent. Those who had a good relationship were in groups of three or five. For example, Richard was with Paul. Chaning Lin also had his friends' circle. Only Sylvia, besides those who came to talk about business cooperation, had no one.

Henry looked at the woman beside him. She seemed to be alone, but in fact, it was a good way to protect herself.

The sun moved slowly along the west, and the weather gradually became hot. By half-past eleven in the afternoon, there were very few people in the manor.

"The Master is coming!"

Someone shouted first, and all the people standing in the manor looked at the main house in the middle of the manor.

An old man in a Tang suit, with gray hair and a slim figure, walked slowly into the main house.

"Everyone, the old master is here. Let's have a banquet," a middle-aged woman from the Cheng family said loudly.

Those who were still talking rushed to the main house. Although they didn't run, they walked very fast. They wanted to be the first to appear in front of Old Master Cheng, leaving a good impression on him.

"Shall we go in too?" Henry looked at Sylvia and asked.

"We are waiting for someone." Sylvia stood where she was, not in a hurry at all.

Seeing all the people in the manor enter the main house, a pink electric car drove slowly from the entrance of the manor. Compared with the luxury cars all over the parking, this electric car seemed out of place.

The moment Henry saw the electric car, he felt a sense of familiarity, just because the other side dressed exactly the same as Henry usually did, a white tank top, beach pants, and flip-flops.

The car slowly stopped. The young man on the bike carefully parked the car and then waved to Sylvia.

"Ha-ha! Is this your man?" The young man was very straight, not as polite as others.