The laughter of Yiyun, which had been so radiant a moment ago, suddenly became stiff, and a flash of light darted through her eyes before quickly disappearing.
Xiahou Wenyu gazed at Feng Xuxu before her, her expression complex, uncertain of what emotions to express at this moment.
"Miss Xiahou, you are as beautiful as ever." As the host, Feng Xuxu took the initiative to greet her.
"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Feng." Xiahou Wenyu returned with a genuine smile, wishing she could burrow into the ground when she recalled her own past words.
"Sister Yiyun." Shangguan Manling hurried over to Yiyun, leading her maid by the hand.
"Sister Manling? Didn't you say you weren't coming yesterday?" Yiyun looked at Shangguan Manling with surprise.
"Hmph, it was all because of my elder brother insisting on me coming." She pouted and glared at Feng Xuxu with dissatisfaction.
