All of this was once her favorite, now she could only admire from a distance.
But it didn't matter, because better than the runway was the man on her right, not far from her were Mu Yichen, Huanhuan, and Zhao Yan, of course, her eyes were mostly on Mu Yichen.
When Huanhuan saw Yang Qianxi, she waved to her; Yang Qianxi used to give her snacks, so they had a decent relationship back then.
Yang Qianxi also waved to her, smiling at Huanhuan as usual.
"It's Auntie Qianxi!"
Huanhuan whispered excitedly in her father's ear.
Mu Yichen frowned upon hearing that name, until Huanhuan cupped his face and turned him to look back.
Yang Qianxi obviously hadn't expected Huanhuan to do that and nodded shyly, not wanting to seem impolite.
Mu Yichen just helplessly glanced at his daughter.
Yang Qianxi wasn't qualified enough to warrant his nod.
Huanhuan, on the other hand, communicated with Yang Qianxi with her eyes for a while, her arms wrapped around Mu Yichen's neck all the time.
