The Yuan family members made their way to Peachwood around 6 pm. Yuan Guang and his wife rode in the same car to dispel any rumors of a divide within the family. Their children, Yuan Chang and Yuan Xue, decided to leave with their grandfather and Yuan Xing. Yuan Min was left to go with his mother, Huang Biyu, albeit begrudgingly.
They soon arrived at their destination, the cars stopping where a large luxurious high-class building lay. There was a red carpet the was rolled towards the main entrance and an encompassing wooden garden arbor archway decorated with roses and small led lights. Reporters stood on the sides vigorously taking photos at each person stepping out of a car.
Mr. and Mrs. Yuan were the first to leave their car and walk down the aisle. Yang He was dressed in a dark blue sleeveless gown that hugged her curves. It made her appear graceful and elegant, she was definitely a cool beauty. Yuan Guang nodded respectfully at the photographers and impassively took his wife's hand, leading her inside. Yuan Min next stepped out with his mother, looping her arm through his, acting as a filial son. He smiled gently at the cameras whilst Huang Biyu, who was wearing a magnificent teal mermaid dress, sighed.
Her dark hair flowed to her back in waves and her kind yet firm eyes reminded the reporters of a warrior queen. Yuan Min looked as handsome as his father in his dark suit and strutted forward like a proud peacock. For a brief moment, his eyes slid to Elder Rong's car in a mocking demonstration, which quickly looked away and resumed its façade. The last people to enter were Elder Rong, Yuan Xing, Yuan Chang, and Yuan Xue. Elder Rong and Yuan Xue stepped out of the car and stood by the sides, holding out their palms to the women inside. Yuan Chang took her brother's hand and flashed him a laughing smile.
Yuan Chang certainly resembled her mother and the red provocative off-shoulder dress perfectly complemented her fierce personality. Elder Rong waited by side for Yuan Xing to step out. A long leg slid out of the car and took the hand of the elder. The reporters remembered there was one more child in the main branch, but she wasn't that important.
Yuan Xing's head poked out of the hood, rising up till she was standing upright. A hush swept the venue, where a pin drop could be heard. Her long brown hair was styled in a voluminous half-up half-down hairstyle, her wavy locks made a chain to her sloppy updo bun before it parted down her shoulders. The black dress she wore had long sleeves and bodice made of intricate lace design, the collar line paving way for deep v neck. The bottom half of the dress was made of organza and had a thigh slit, revealing long legs paired with black heels. Smokey eye makeup accented her striking green eyes and high jawline. A devilish smirk played on her pink lips.
Gasps of awe rang out in the audience. Some reporters even dropped their cameras. Elder Rong had a wide smile on his face and took her elbow, pushing his shoulders back. Yuan Xing wanted to laugh. Soon, the reporters came back to their senses with gusto, solely capturing pictures of Yuan Xing from every angle. Whether it was her walk or manner, none of it chalked up to the good for nothing miss they've heard about! She was more of an exotic beast, a rare jewel, confident and proud, yet languid and undaunted. It was this aura that attracted people most.
This was Yuan Xing? Impossible! Others found it hard to believe. When they made it inside, Yuan Xing spied Yuan Min dumbly looking at her, changing into a desirous and satisfied leer. 'Yuan Xing, you'll be mine soon! Haha, you should feel honored to have interested me.' Yuan Min was looking forward to tasting her ever since he first saw her. But first, he'll have to teach her a good lesson. Maybe then, he'd allow her to stay by his side.
Yuan Min's delusional thoughts were clear to see from where Yuan Xing was standing. She simply smiled and ignored him. There'll be time to play later. Rich families sat in a large hall, with women on one side and men on the other. The women sat in round tables and began to gossip. Yuan Xing and Yuan Chang were sitting next to one another, where she could clearly feel the jealous and hateful stares from other younger women. Yuan Chang was treated the same but not to the same extent. She was the legitimate miss of the Yuans, it was best not to cross her.
A group of young women walked towards Yuan Xing, who was busy talking to Yuan Chang. They had some drinks in hand with shark smiles. Coming to the summit, she knew she had more to deal with than just Yang He and Yuan Min. Yuan Xing was aware of everything, she just kept quiet to see what would occur. The girl in front was leading the troupe and smiled haughtily. She was walking when she paused for less than a second and tripped on nothing. Her glass went flying in the air.
The contents would've spilled on Yuan Xing if she hadn't known what they were planning. She easily tilted her body backward and the fruit punch landed on the empty seat next to her. Child's play.