Mrs. Song was clad in jewelry, her hair swept up into an elegant updo befitting a lady of her station, and the young girl linked arm in arm with her was none other than her daughter Song Jie. She was the embodiment of gentle beauty, with large eyes and small, delicate red lips. Her hair fell softly, making her instantly endearing at first glance—a sight that compelled Xi Yan to take a second look.
"Mr. Bai, I didn't expect to see you here," Mrs. Song's gaze swept subtly across Xi Yan before fixing on Bai Xuexiao, "Is this your girlfriend?"
"I'm not—," Xi Yan began to explain, but was interrupted by Bai Xuexiao, "Mrs. Song, are you dining here as well?"
