Ye Xiaoxiao found a hint of provocation in those eyes. Although it quickly disappeared, she caught it clearly and couldn’t help but snort softly.
Fan Ying walked over to Yun Ya’s side and patted her shoulder, whispering, "Spoiled young ladies like her always think the world revolves around them. Don’t bother with her. If she dares to trouble you, I’ll stand up for you. I’m not afraid of her."
Fan Ying’s eyes were warm, her tone caring. Yun Ya couldn’t help but smile and said, "Thank you, Sister Fan Ying."
"Hey, what are you being polite for? We’re friends, aren’t we? I, Fan Ying, would not hesitate to go through fire and water for a friend."
Yun Ya couldn’t help but laugh, finding Fan Ying’s personality truly amusing.
A commotion suddenly arose from the crowd. Yun Ya, with her sharp hearing, picked up the whispers and couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.
Even though she was far away, she recognized that man at a glance.
She frowned slightly, suppressing the surprise in her heart.
From the side came the voices of some girls in a daze: "Wow, that man is so handsome and stylish. Eh... the woman beside him looks familiar. Isn’t that Bai Xiangxiang?"
The man was tall and elegant, his beauty cold and aloof, with an air like the clear moon: pure and indifferent. It gave off an unapproachable feeling. The girl by his side wore a powder-blue puffy dress, with her hair tied into two buns on top of her head—a bold choice of style that somehow made her look like a beautiful girl who had walked out of a cartoon: charming and adorable. It didn’t match the man’s style, yet there was an odd sense of harmony.
The young girl walked slowly, lightly holding the man’s arm, her purple eyeshadow highlighting her long and full eyes. A fleeting look of triumph glinted at the bottom of her eyes.
Pei Qinghan seldom appeared in public, so few people recognized his true face. Everyone was astonished at the man’s identity and secretly wondered which noble son he was, and why they had never seen him before.
Gu Chunrong emerged from the crowd with an eager smile on her face, walking quickly over and expressing her excitement so much that the wrinkles on her face showed.
"Mr. Pei, your presence truly graces my humble abode," she said before turning and glaring at Bai Xiangxiang: "Xiangxiang, make sure you take good care of Mr. Pei; he is an honored guest."
With Gu Chunrong’s words, everyone was surprised.
Mr. Pei? In Jiangzhou, only one person could be referred to as Mr. Pei, and could make Lady Bai show such an attitude. Could it be the Mr. Pei they were thinking of?
For a moment, the gazes towards the man were both astonished and skeptical.
Pei Qinghan greeted Gu Chunrong with indifference, "Lady Bai."
Although his attitude was too cold, Gu Chunrong didn’t mind and urged Bai Xiangxiang to attend well to Mr. Pei.
In the crowd, Ning Zihuan watched the man, with a swift flash of malice crossing his eyes.
Fan Ying stroked her chin: "Is that the Master Pei who reigns over The Underworld? Tsk tsk, I never expected him to be so young. What a pity; the good cabbage has been spoiled by the pig," she shook her head regretfully.
Yun Ya softly lowered her eyelashes.
Qinghan, in this life let’s not be entangled anymore. You have your own path to walk, and although the outcome is unpredictable, it will absolutely be better than the last life.
Sighing to herself, Yun Ya turned and walked away to find a corner to sit down.
Ye Xiaoxiao glanced in the direction of Ji Yunya, her red lips curving slightly, a touch of murderous intent passing through the depths of her eyes.
Ning Zihuan clearly noticed this and his brows wrinkled slightly.
Everyone speculated, sizing things up; finally, someone couldn’t help but approach: "Mr. Pei?"
Pei Qinghan stopped, looking at the newcomer: "Director Zhang, is something the matter?"
Despite the bland tone, it mysteriously caused a tightening of the heart—a feeling as if one couldn’t hide anything from those deep, indifferent eyes.
That Director Zhang immediately confirmed, this man before him was Pei Qinghan.
No one else had an aura that could be so unsettling. He had only heard that voice from a distance before, but now that he could match it to a face, he was utterly sure.
He immediately nodded and bowed: "Master Pei, it’s truly an honor to meet you today. What fortune this is for three lifetimes."
Bai Xiangxiang watched as the man, who would usually be arrogant in front of her father, was now fawning over Pei Qinghan, and couldn’t help the surge of pride within her. She thought, from now on, who would dare bully the Bai Family, or bully Bai Xiangxiang? With this thought, she tightened her grip on the man’s arm beside her.
What has never been obtained is never feared lost. But now, she needed to hold firmly onto the man beside her.
Pei Qinghan’s expression remained distant: "Director Zhang seems to have quite the poor memory. How is the construction of your building going now?"
With one sentence, Zhang Baoping was struck with fear.