At eight o'clock in the evening, the welcome banquet prepared for Yan Xiaye was ready, and several servants bustled around the villa attending to the guests.
Therefore, when Yan Xiaye descended with a casual home outfit and the soft, adorable Little Yunduo, it was inevitable that there was a moment of stunned silence.
Under the three-ton crystal chandelier in the hall, the silverware on the long European-style table made of white Carrara marble sparkled, and the crimson napkins complemented the snow-white porcelain, making everything look perfect and extremely luxurious.
Perhaps because she had been slighted at Qin Jingyi's, Old Master Qin deliberately supported her to make a public appearance, making this family banquet quite grand.
At this moment, her entrance instantly attracted the attention of everyone present; guests, who had been chatting over their tall glasses, fell into a brief silence in unison, their gazes towards her filled with undisguised speculation and scrutiny.
