After someone let out a loud shout, the entire atmosphere at the banquet venue changed.
All the servants stopped what they were doing and shuffled to stand in line.
Even the guests who had just stepped into the banquet hall hurriedly stepped out…
Everyone's focus was on the luxurious limousine that was driving in slowly from the villa gate.
Even Cheng Xiulu, who had just kicked up a ruckus, subconsciously stood at attention and did not dare to act up.
The car stopped very swiftly at the red carpet.
The car door opened.
Yu Yuehan's stoic face appeared in front of everyone.
The handmade black suit looked like it was customized for him, and every move he made exuded a regal aura that no one else could match up to.
"Young Master—"
Respectful greetings resounded spontaneously all around.
