Man Suling beamed as she chatted with Chen Qingyu, engaging in some close girlfriend topics, firmly taking the "family route."
Then, from the corner of her eye, she spotted Bai Xianya sitting quietly and elegantly beside Marshal Bai, wearing a silk evening gown with blue and white porcelain-style embroidery. Her slender, smooth fingers held a champagne flute, displaying undoubted aristocratic grace.
Feeling a significant threat, Man Suling became even more enthusiastic towards Chen Qingyu.
Chen Zili finally managed to invite Yang Yaoyao out, but Yang Yaoyao was accompanied by an annoying third-wheel girlfriend. The three of them got along harmoniously, but Man Suling, an old fox... well, a wily she-wolf of a thousand years, instantly noticed the subtle air of a "bitch" in Yaoyao's friend. She clearly had designs on the "extraordinary" Chen Zili.
"It's started!"
"It's started!"
"It's started!"
