Yan Qing Shan supressed the urge to roll her eyes and punched the woman who just spoke. Yan Xiaoyi's voice grated her ears irritatingly. Yan Qing Shan breathed in and out methodically.
"En." Yan Qing Shan grunted coldly. Yan Xiaoyi ignored this typical cold-shoulder of hers and amiably wrapped her fair arms to Yan Qing Shan's. The latter furrowed her brows but chose to play along. Yan Xiaoyi waded her way around the guests who were whispering around about them.
"Who is that lady walking with Miss Yan? They look intimate."
"Isn't that the Eldest Miss? Chairman Yan's eldest daughter with his first wife? Yan Qing... Ah, Yan Qing Shan!"
"Oh! Yes, it is her. Why is she here? I didn't know the two sisters were close. I seem to have heard rumors that the eldest miss hated the younger one to the bone."
