Pei Huan took a sharp look at Lin Jinrong. As expected, there was a change of expression on his face… She silently hissed - he still thought of Pei Qiqi as a goddess? Pei Qiqi had long become the plaything of someone else.
Pei Qiqi got to the entrance but was stopped by security. Pei Huan watched this coldly.
"Sorry miss, tonight's event has a dress code. Attendees must wear gowns or else we cannot let them in!" The stern looking security guard stopped her but kept his warm smile.
Pei Qiqi was a little surprised at this. She looked up to find Pei Huan snickering.
Chen Xinjie, who wore a short black dress snorted on the side, "Who made that unreasonable rule?"
The guard didn't answer.
Zhou Meilin stood right by Pei Huan. Looking at how that bastard daughter was stopped from entering, she felt an unspeakable satisfaction.
The 20 years worth of unhappiness finally felt more relieved today.
