Dongfang Yi spoke eloquently, her smile broad and graceful, already attracting the attention of many men.
"The words sound prettier than the song," Yun Ya sneered inwardly.
Yan Song placed a hand on her shoulder, asking softly: "What's wrong?"
Yun Ya shook her head with a smile, leaning against his shoulder: "Nothing."
Huo Chanyi was the closest to them, watching their intimate interaction, not allowing anyone else to intervene at all. She envied such a relationship. People said Ji Yunya wasn't worthy of Yan Song, but she thought, if Ji Yunya wasn't worthy, then who in this world could be?
Dongfang Yi?
Huo Chanyi laughed. This woman was the best at pretending to be magnanimous and gentle, but in truth, she was the most hypocritical. If you peeled off those layers of masks, what did she really have besides her family background?
Then she thought of Ah Ci and glanced in her direction, feeling a bit uneasy.
Is Ah Ci really as she thought?
