High society is the most hypocritical place where even sworn enemies, seething with hatred in their hearts, will pretend to be friendly and warm at banquets, taking photos arm in arm as if they were longstanding buddies.
After all, one must consider one's face and maintain a semblance of grace.
Yet Ye Lu's provocative words, laced with sarcasm as if keen to stir conflict, truly made things awkward, instantly stiffening the atmosphere, leaving guests with surprised and sheepish expressions.
In the eye of the storm, Ye Lu herself showed no sign of embarrassment or discomfort; instead, she observed Su Feiman with a mocking smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"Godfather, am I wrong?"
Su Feiman's face remained expressionless, and he did not speak.
But his eyes, sharp and hiding a gleam, bore into Ye Lu, as if those piercing eyes sought to penetrate her heart and see through her thoughts.
