It was eight o'clock, time for the banquet to begin.
Xia Ruya changed into a pink gown that had thin straps and light green collars, making her look fresh and demure. The beautiful, lotus leaves on her dress swayed beautifully with each graceful step she took.
Wen Xinya was elegant and classic, while Xia Ruya was graceful. They had completely different styles.
Xia Ruya held onto Old Mr. Wen's arm and stood beside Old Mr. Wen smilingly, while he made the opening speech for the ceremony.
The reporters frantically snapped photos of Xia Ruya.
Xia Ruya finally felt like all the attention was on her again and smiled radiantly.
"Miss Xia, you used to be the heiress of the Wen Family and you enjoyed the life of luxury and kinship that Miss Wen Xinya should have deserved for twelve years, and her appearance made you lose everything all of a sudden. What's your opinion about the lavish coming-of-age ceremony that she held at Shande Mansion a few days ago?"
