"Oh, it's Miss Ye! Miss Ye truly has a kind heart, donating such a precious painting for auction."
"Indeed, like mother like daughter. Back in the day, Lady Ye was quite the philanthropist too..."
The noblewomen, all of whom are keen on bolstering their reputations under the guise of charity, joined in to praise Ye Xiaoxiao upon hearing the host's words, reminiscing about Lady Ye's youthful generosity.
Ye Xiaoxiao stood proudly, head held high, her face full of pride.
Lady Ye's smile was subtle, but upon closer inspection, her brows also showed signs of pride.
"Oh? It's Miss Ye! They say one's appearance reflects their mind, and surely your mind is as beautiful as your looks," Yun Ya said with a beaming smile. Others might perceive the compliment, but Ye Xiaoxiao felt every word was laden with sarcasm.
