After talking about the serious matters, they began chatting frivolously.
Xu Xianghu was shaken. Tears welled up in his large eyes and he looked extremely pitiful like an abandoned puppy.
Yueze stared at the wealthy guests who lived a life of glitz and glamor with a complicated look on his face and a cold smirk on his lips.
Noticing his peculiar expression, Wen Xinya could not help but look below as well.
The guests were dressed in extravagant and opulent ensembles. The gentlemen were gathered together for an enjoyable conversation or chatted away merrily with the ladies. Some brazen ones were even openly flirting with them in public. On the other hand, the female guests were all dressed in elegant and resplendent gowns, with faces full of pristine makeup. They appeared posh and beautiful, their long and dark eyelashes like little fans that fluttered in the air. They would smile gracefully without exposing their teeth.
