In the banquet hall, lights create a lavish scene, with fragrance and beauty all around, and most distinguished guests have already arrived.
As Yiren entered, many guests' eyes lit up, looking back at her in amazement.
Because her attire tonight was particularly striking, like a resplendent phoenix, her whole being dazzled and naturally drew everyone's attention as she appeared.
Yiren's vanity was greatly satisfied. Her gaze swept over the attendees and saw the host, Hua Yueqi, talking and laughing with the guests. He came over, took her hand, and led her inside.
She smiled, but inside she felt great discontent. Her eyes swiftly scanned the surroundings, thinking, where is Lunxi, her brother? What did this mean? He hadn't come out to greet her, not even a glimpse of him was seen.
In such an occasion, they, father and son, should have appeared together, allowing her to hold both of their hands as they walked in, demonstrating her status and prestige as the Hua family's heiress.
