The day of the Oscars had arrived.
All of Hollywood was abuzz.
The streets were packed with tourists and movie fans from all over the world, among them numerous movie stars from various countries.
In Shen Kang's words, it was a global cinematic feast.
Xue An and his family were sitting in Shen Kang's car, driving towards the venue.
An Yan turned her gaze away from the outside and asked with some confusion, "Husband, why hasn't Meng Xue contacted us yet?"
These past few days, An Yan had been puzzled by this.
Fan Mengxue had invited her family to Hollywood, so why hadn't she shown up?
Xue An smiled faintly, "Maybe she's just busy!"
An Yan nodded and said nothing more.
However, a hint of doubt had also risen in Xue An's heart, but then he shook his head and dismissed the thought.
She must really be busy, after all.
It was when Xue An reached the outside of the Oscars venue.
The Night Devil Empress stood in front of the hotel mirror, looking at the woman in the reflection.
