The bustling noise attracted everyone nearby.
Song Tao accompanied Ma Hui and the others to the unveiling site warmly yet with reservation.
The surrounding crowd, seeing this, gathered in groups, pointing and whispering among themselves.
Song Tao's heart raced.
It was as if she had returned to her previous life, carefully clutching the silver borrowed from Jiyun's hand, timidly walking out the main gate of the Song Family, watched by those passersby.
With clenched hands, Song Tao's gaze was like a torch.
Fortunately, in this life she had seized the initiative and rewritten her own destiny.
The sound of drums and gongs suddenly ceased. The lion, draped in red and gold, stepped on the podium, and the red silk balls unfurled in the wind, dropping the couplet "Wealth flows from all seas, business thrives in all seasons."
The diverse voices around also reached Song Tao's ears at the same time.
