When Lu Xiao came out after a quick wash, everyone had already taken their seats.
There was only one spot left, directly opposite Wen Xian.
On one side of Wen Xian sat her mother, and on the other side, her mother's son.
Sang Nian had wanted to sit next to the Goddess, but alas, little fatty Dawa was so mesmerized by the beautiful sister he had never seen before that he couldn't take his eyes off her.
Clutching a large chicken leg, he blushed and fidgeted next to his grandmother, saying he wanted to sit with the pretty miss.
Sang Nian stood no chance against the child, and Wen Xian directly let the little chubby boy sit on her other side.
Everyone was lively and particularly warm to Wen Xian.
Yet Wen Xian, with her antisocial personality tendencies, pushed her duplicity to the limit.
In public, she was all sweetness and smiles, honeyed to the core.
When Lu Xiao re-entered the room, his gaze lingered on her as she blended in with everyone, and his eyes flickered slightly.
