Mo Li's expression remained gentle throughout, even when others discussed his family matters right before him, he showed no sign of anger, but when he heard that comment, he clearly paused.
"Let the younger ones handle their own matters; we old folks shouldn't interfere too much."
The manager kept his hands behind him and quietly tugged at his wife's sleeve. She was about to say something else but stopped herself in time when reminded.
Several other presidents clinked glasses with Mo Li one after another and exchanged a few pleasantries before the topic shifted to business affairs.
She no longer had a chance to speak.
The manager's wife listened for a while, found it boring, greeted everyone, and then turned to find her usual card-playing partners.
The gossip she had just heard was enough to fuel her conversations.
