Madam Aisha stood up from the sofa, twisting her fingers anxiously while looking at the side door, worried that Yiyi still hadn't appeared.
Xingbo and the guests had already arrived, yet this girl was nowhere to be found. Xingbo had always been strict and disliked those who were undisciplined and unpunctual, he would surely be angry, and have a poor impression of Yiyi.
She didn't want to see her child being given the cold shoulder as well.
"I've heard the governor's daughter is exceptionally beautiful, and Miss Yun, you indeed live up to your reputation, hello." Mr. Wubai's gaze, as clear as water, fell on Yun Qingqing, accompanied by a gentle and soft smile, the feeling was as clear and soothing as flowing water, refreshing and infusing a sense of unspoken tenderness.
