"The Old Master Quan is here!"
A stir at the entrance, reporters swarming over, flashlights constantly flashing. The Old Master Quan and his party, already accustomed to this situation, let the reporters take photos with indifferent expressions.
"Grandpa Quan, Grandma Quan!" Song Xirou walked over and felt a slight disappointment in her heart when she did not see the figure she wanted to see.
"Xirou, you look really beautiful tonight!" Old Madam Quan smiled and complimented her.
Song Xirou responded with a bashful smile, "Not at all, Grandma Quan, you shouldn't tease me."
"Master Quan, please, take a seat." Song Yi greeted with a smile, leading Old Master Quan and his party to the seats closest to the front.
Although all the guests invited tonight were dignitaries, there were still differences in their status.
Chu Ruohan sat next to Chu Yihen, observing Song Xirou mingling with the Quan family, a mocking smile forming on her lips.
