About ten minutes later, a tall figure appeared at the banquet entrance, causing everyone to start feeling restless again.
The man's features were cold and determined, his eagle-like eyes deep and his beauty extraordinary, resembling an emperor in presence.
Gu Beicheng strode in, and women's screams extended from the doorway to the inside of the banquet.
"Beicheng, wait for me." Yu Wanqing chased after him from behind.
The moment she linked her arm with his, almost all the women who saw it felt heartbroken.
Yu Wanqing didn't pay much attention to them, holding her man, raising her head, and walking gracefully.
She just loved this feeling and loved this man.
So, letting her give up was absolutely impossible!
Seeing Gu Beicheng come over, Xia Chuxue, who had been eager to move earlier, became even more excited.
"Brother Yan, Seventh Young Master is here." She proactively went before Feng Yan to remind him.
