Lin Chuxue followed Elder Ye as they went around the banquet and toasted at more than a hundred tables. Of course, the ones they toasted had to drink all the wine up, while Elder Ye and Lin Chuxue didn't need to do so; they couldn't or else they wouldn't be able to make it to so many tables.
Lin Chuxue found that a woman from a certain table was rather interesting.
She was around the same age
as her, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old with a straight bob-cut to
the shoulders, and she looked very neat and beautiful.
Lin Chuxue was sure she had never seen this woman before, but she felt hostility from this woman's eyes.
It was an inexplicable hostility, which could only be detected between women with their sixth sense.
When she saw that this woman was sitting at the table that belonged to the Xing Family, Lin Chuxue immediately guessed that she should be the granddaughter that Elder Xing was talking about.
