C95 Difficult Confusion

Everyone in the room was silent. The teacup in Chu Yunfei's hand was a bit cold, so Wu Haotian finally raised his head. His gaze was calm and unhurried, his body slowly straightened from the sofa, and his voice became auspicious.

It's a feast tonight, so there's no need to be polite, just randomly order some. Yunfei, you're so lucky tonight