The necklace resting on her neck shone dazzlingly bright, yet, in this moment, Baili Xia's gaze held only her master.
She looked at Nangong Xu, her heart brimming with countless emotions, but what remained was a warm and tender look in her eyes.
No matter what he had gone through in the past, from now on, he would never be alone.
Because he had her, Mr. Xiaojiu, and Brother.
Everyone—together—they were a family.
Nangong Xu finally let go of his lingering worries.
To be angry over someone else's mistakes—that is a punishment for oneself. Why bother?
"Purple Flame truly looks stunning. Using it to highlight my cousin's beauty—it suits her perfectly."
He glanced at Bei Tianyou, unaffected by whether his words carried a hint of self-praise or not.
He said casually, "Thank you."
"It's me who should be thanking you instead." Bei Tianyou nodded lightly.
The polite exchange between the two men swiftly restored the banquet's atmosphere to normalcy.
