Chen Fang did not have so many concerns. She brought An Yimo around to show off her daughter's outstanding qualities.
"Mrs. Xu, this is Yimo. Please take care of her in the future."
"Is that so? She's so beautiful. I heard that Yimo always gets first place in every exam, right?"
"Yimo is outstanding. Your daughter is not bad either." Chen Fang was about to burst into laughter when she heard the praise.
Now, An Yimo was Chen Fang's capital to show off. She was beautiful, obedient, and very outstanding in all aspects. She wasn't like An Zhiyan who only knew how to quarrel with her all day long.
A black luxury car suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hotel.
The guests who were about to enter the hotel were attracted by this car at the entrance.
This brand of car was frighteningly expensive.
Everyone stood at the door and whispered about the owner of the car.
At this moment, the door was opened. A tall young man came out of the driver's seat.
The man wore an expensive suit and respectfully walked to the back seat to open the door.
The first thing that appeared in everyone's sight was a pair of soft calves and black high heels.
Then a graceful young woman came out of the car.
Her exquisite facial features and simple black dress were very striking to one's visual senses.
Her gaze swept over the surroundings indifferently. Her eyes revealed a coldness that kept people at a thousand miles away.
"This young lady looks so familiar..."
"Why does she look like the daughter of the An family from before..."
After getting out of the car, the young woman stopped at the car door and helped another woman get out of the car.
This middle-aged woman was in her forties. She was dressed in a well-fitting gown and had an excellent temperament.
Unlike the other rich ladies, she had a more demure and gentle temperament.
Jiang Xinlan was a little nervous, so she gently pulled An Zhiyan's hand.
"Little Yan, is this really okay?" Jiang Xinlan asked.
It had been a long time since she had attended such an event. She was afraid of embarrassing An Zhiyan.
An Zhiyan smiled gently. "You're very beautiful."
After all, her mother was the daughter of a famous actress. Perhaps due to her genetics, her mother was also a beauty.
"Let's go. Since An Yimo invited us, we should show some respect." An Zhiyan puffed out her chest.
She held Jiang Xinlan with her right hand and walked elegantly toward the hotel lobby.
When she entered the hotel, a group of people came in from outside. They were one step faster than An Zhiyan.
Suddenly, a man dropped something from the crowd.
However, no one seemed to notice it. "Wait a minute," An Zhiyan said.
The group of people in front stopped. The old man slowly turned around and looked at An Zhiyan.
An Zhiyan took a step forward and picked up the thing wrapped in cloth.
When her hand touched the hard thing inside, a bright light flashed through her eyes.
At the same time, the expression of the man next to the old man changed.
The old man glanced at him indifferently. The man looked nervous, and his eyes were also somewhat evasive.
"Master..." he called out in a low voice.
The old man seemed to know what he had dropped. His gaze was cold as he stared at An Zhiyan.
That pair of sharp eyes seemed to have experienced countless bloody battlefields of death. When he looked directly at a person, there was a dignified aura that came without anger.
An Zhiyan licked the corner of her lips. She was very familiar with the bloodthirsty and brutal aura of this old man.
So they were all assassins.
Tonight's party was going to be very eventful.