The following day, Zhuang Xian woke up early as usual. Her habit of exercising in the morning was almost unmovable.
Zhuang Hang was holding a towel in his right hand and gently wiping the sweat on his forehead. He was holding his phone in his left hand and looking at the email with a puzzled expression.
"Eh? An invitation to join the Lanwei Western restaurant? What's the meaning of this?" Zhuang Hang frowned slightly and muttered to himself in confusion.
Zhuang Hang had been busy with company matters recently, so he didn't even participate in the group outing yesterday. He only heard from Zhuang Huai that they had gone to the restaurant to eat together yesterday, and his heart felt a little unbalanced.
It wasn't the first day his father doted on his mother. It was understandable that he would take her out to play after skipping work for a day.
However, why didn't his excellent brother and sister think of him when they went out to play and eat?
