Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan were at the Purple Garden Pavilion Villa.
First-floor living room.
Mu Shanshan, Shen Peini, and Ling Weiwei, three women, sat facing each other. Aunt Lan, however, insisted on cleaning up the dining table.
Although Aunt Lan was cleaning up the dining table, she did not join in the conversation among the three. However, anyone could tell that Aunt Lan was in a particularly good mood at the moment.
Ordinarily, Aunt Lan would have lunch alone at home. Even on Saturdays and Sundays, most of the time it would just be Aunt Lan and Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, having lunch at home.
But today, with the addition of Shen Peini and Ling Weiwei, the two beautiful ministerial-level ladies, and Lin Fei personally cooking, Aunt Lan, who rarely enjoyed such lively occasions, naturally felt relieved and even pleased.
