After Erin Janus and Sylvan Cheney left, there were still endless sounds of praise behind them.
"President Janus, you really have an eye for talent, choosing such an outstanding son-in-law."
"These two kids are truly a perfect match. President Janus, you’re lucky to have such a beautiful daughter and a capable son-in-law."
Kieran Janus’s deep voice ca through: "Not at all, not at all, everyone overrates them. My daughter chose her fiancé herself, as long as she likes him, it’s fine."
"Yes, yes, as elders, we only need to give our blessings. Besides, Miss Janus truly has a keen eye, much better than my spoiled daughter’s. The more I see my son-in-law, the more unsatisfactory he seems—lazy and unmotivated."
The crowd burst out laughing.
Led by Erin Janus, Sylvan Cheney t several elders and company directors, as well as presidents.
He wasn’t averse to unfamiliar crowds, nor did he dislike socializing, but such a birthday atmosphere made him feel sowhat uncomfortable inside.
Old Jas didn’t co because of illness on his birthday, but he held an extrely high reputation in UT’s financial circles, so many top-tier personalities attended this birthday banquet.
Sylvan Cheney also t Erin Janus’s mother, an Arican woman who didn’t talk much.
The woman was very low-key, only chatting with her close friends, rarely mingling with the others.
On the contrary, Erin Janus was more lively and outgoing, capable of socializing with different people.
Outside the manor, the rain water flowed, but it didn’t affect the enthusiasm inside the manor at all!
The crystal chandeliers were luxuriously bright, and the red carpet was strikingly vibrant.
Guests mingled with their glasses clinking, and the piano music rose and fell.
"Evan, it’s Dad’s birthday today. Please, give so face, okay? Birthday cos only once a year, and he’s happy today!" Erin Janus whispered in Sylvan Cheney’s ear, "Your smile looks really nice, smile more, alright?"
Sylvan Cheney tilted his head back and took a sip of red wine, his brow slightly furrowed: "Go greet the guests, I’m fine on my own."
"Everyone we’re expecting has almost arrived, nothing else is happening. It’s your first ti eting my mom, right? Don’t be fooled by her cool exterior, she’s actually easy to get along with, more so than my dad."
"You and your mother look very similar."
"Everyone says that, maybe just facial features are alike. Look at my black hair, isn’t it from my dad?" Erin Janus was always satisfied with her looks; in others’ eyes, she was a beautiful mixed-race woman with noble lineage.
"I hope you find a chance to clarify with your parents that we are not engaged." Sylvan Cheney’s voice was cool.
"Do we have to say such things on my dad’s birthday? Can’t you let be happy? Evan, don’t spoil the mood." Erin Janus stood beside Sylvan Cheney, leaning against the windowsill with a faint smile on her face, "Let’s talk about it so other day, today... please give face."
"Alright, anything that needs to be said, we’ll clear it up another day."
"Sigh." Erin Janus sighed, "You’ve beco more domineering, when we first t, you weren’t like this. Back then, you didn’t say a word all day, let alone speak harshly to . I don’t know if you’ve changed or if I was wrong."
"I still like the old you. Back then, you were so good to , always going along with whatever I wanted." Erin Janus sighed helplessly, her voice lowered.
She lifted her head, took a sip of red wine, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Under the lights, she stood at the edge of the windowsill with Sylvan Cheney, her entire gaze fixed on him.
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