Slowly, the prince’s attention moved away from the five beauties and turned to Chen Rong, which was also to Wang Hong.
Wang Hong turned around. He faced the prince’s darkened eyes, smiled, flapped his long sleeves and nonchalantly headed to the center of the hall to take the seat to left of the prince. Once seated, he poured his own wine and, after throwing his head back for a swig, he waved the wine cup toward Chen Rong and smiled to her: “Ah Rong, why are you standing there? Come and have a seat.” That was all he needed to say to make her a proper guest.