"Hmph! A reincarnated starving ghost! I don't know what's so good about a woman like that!" In the distance, a heavily made-up woman glared furiously at An Yiqing, who was eating voraciously, her face filled with intense jealousy.
"Exactly! How could Third Young Master Guh have taken a liking to her? She's just a vixen with no manners at all!" another woman chimed in.
A group of women gathered together, their envious and resentful gazes continuously fixated on An Yiqing in the distance, gossiping about her from head to toe.
Unbeknownst to them, behind them, Huang Yiyi listened with a cold sneer as they discussed, and then turned to walk towards them.
The banquet gradually reached its climax, and as Guh Siyi and Kang Feng toasted, everyone started to warm up.
At that moment, the sharp sound of porcelain shattering suddenly echoed in the hall, along with a flustered voice from the corridor on the second floor.
"Old Lady, that's a million-dollar antique! You can't! You can't!"
