In the banquet hall hosted by the Jiang family, the chandelier on the ceiling emitted different lights that illuminated the entire lively hall.
The crowd gathered in twos and threes, discussing business matters, or some of the gossip that the families knew.
"Speaking of which, shouldn't that daughter of the Ji family come this time?"
"That's hard to say. That child came from a village and even bankrupted Jiang He's company. Zhao Hong laughed at Jiang He for a long time because of this. Jiang He might not be willing to bring that child along."
"If it were me, I wouldn't want to either. It's already not good to come from the countryside, and she even caused trouble at home. Even if she's my biological daughter, I don't have a good impression of her."
"At that time, I saw that girl's appearance on the Internet. I have to say that she's really not good. She's short, ugly, and has dark yellowish skin. She's the kind that people can't stand to look at!"
