What had just been a beautiful and romantic dream wedding seamlessly transitioned into the melody of "Butterfly Lovers."
Two butterflies danced through the air, soaring high and dipping low as they flew off into the distance, before morphing into the comically endearing Angry Birds.
Watching the girl play the grand piano with joyous self-entertainment, oblivious to the fact that she was at a birthday banquet, Lu Changchuan's eyes darkened in the corridor outside the banquet hall.
She always managed to surprise him in the most unexpected ways, time and time again.
"Ninth master..."
From behind a pillar beneath the eaves, Rong Qian asked quietly, "Are you still going in?"
The Qin Family's annual birthday banquet always had the Lu family's ninth master as the guest of honor, and he was invariably the earliest to arrive.
