C452 Distracting Hatred

The warm atmosphere didn't last long before it was interrupted by Han Bingjun's voice.

"Zhiyu, you are here. Eldest Uncle is really happy. "

Han Zhiyu's gaze fell on the person in front of her. She sighed as she wondered why someone could be so hypocritical for decades, "Big uncle, send me the invitation letter and call me five times. If I hadn't come. .