The man's indifferent eyes flashed with surprise, even forgetting to continue searching for familiar faces in the crowd.
Seeing that her father had noticed her, Qibao's smile brightened, and she suddenly forgot the warnings from her mommy and aunt, filled only with thoughts about why her father had come and why he was standing outside.
After a moment, Pei Yiting's gaze slowly moved away; he didn't see Xia Yueqing among the many guests, just as expected.
Little did he know, Xia Yueqing was right there, but she purposely chose a seat in the corner.
The woman sitting next to her also had a child, a little over a year old and quite naughty, who accidentally dropped the chopsticks. Xia Yueqing had just bent down to pick up the chopsticks, conveniently avoiding Pei Yiting's search.
The man's hands hanging at his sides clenched slightly, a cold smile curved at his lips.
As expected...
