Strictly speaking, Ling Zihan’s rank wouldn't have been enough to secure an invitation, so Fu Yurou was merely basking in the reflected glory of Ling Qingzhi.
To be honest, the current Spring Festival Gala was the kind of event one watched once for the novelty, but the production value held little appeal for Fu Yurou, who had already lived through an era of information explosion.
Ultimately, it was Ling Qingzhi who made the call: "Just come with me. Don't leave Xiaorou worrying. We’ll just head back early."
Chapter 737