Chapter 709: Chapter 710: Encountering Such a Small Probability
The car climbed uphill along the road reserved for luxury vehicles.
And along the kilometer long mountain road, maids were stationed at intervals to greet guests.
Each one had red hair and green eyes, incredibly sweet-looking.
As the car drove by, they would smile respectfully and bow.
Xia Yangyang couldn’t even count how many people were there.
However, what Xia Yangyang could be certain of was,
Count Alexander had invited a lot of guests this time.
Because on the way, countless luxury cars and sports cars brushed past each other.
Finally, the car stopped at the castle entrance.
Upon getting out of the car, Xia Yangyang was amazed.
The castle was styled in a 17th-century architectural design, grand and majestic.
Outside the castle was a large gold-leafed fountain, with garden mazes on either side, and an unknown variety of flowers scenting the air, elegant and mysterious.
It was said that this castle also housed an aquarium, a theatre, a racetrack, all absolutely breathtaking.
After entering, the interior was even more opulent.
The ceiling resembled a dome, adorned with ancient sculptures and murals.
The floor was laid with a thick carpet.
Around the hall, spiral staircases led upstairs.
Four floor-to-ceiling glass doors were positioned symmetrically around the hall, leading to the anteroom and the backyard respectively.
The chandeliers on the dome spilled streams of soft light, the hall was bustling with people, all elegantly dressed, holding wine glasses, chattering and laughing away.
Upon Xia Yangyang’s entrance, she drew many eyes.
Because she was one of the few Asian faces.
There had to be at least several hundreds of people in the hall, but apart from a few Asian wine merchants, the rest were all French and British.
Moreover, Xia Yangyang’s dazzling red dress was like a blossoming rose.
Everywhere she walked, she was met with gazes of astonishment.
Xia Yangyang kept her face expressionless, pretending to be aloof.
At such a gathering, she was merely an ornament, her role being to stand by Li Zhiqian’s side.
Li Zhiqian, on the other hand, was a hit from the moment he arrived.
Whether it was the Asian wine merchants present, or the other distinguished guests,
he seemed to handle them all with ease.
Speaking French, making jokes, he was like a gracious and courteous gentleman.
Of course, Xia Yangyang could see that,
Many people were flattering her.
Xia Yangyang, not knowing French, offered a smile to them.
The banquet was yet to begin.
But Count Alexander and his wife already stood in the center of the hall.
A lot of people were gathered around them.
Li Zhiqian, lowering his voice, said to Xia Yangyang, “The count and his wife are over there, let’s go say hello.”
Xia Yangyang nodded, took Li Zhiqian’s arm, and they headed towards them.
As they slowly approached,
Xia Yangyang unexpectedly paused in her steps.
Li Zhiqian noticed the change in Xia Yangyang.
He stopped, turned around, and asked Xia Yangyang, “What’s wrong?”
Xia Yangyang remained silent, her gaze fixated on a man not far from where they stood.
He was also an Asian man.
He was standing right next to Count Alexander and his wife.
Just a moment ago, seemingly engaged in a lively conversation with them.
Appearing to be an honored guest of the count’s.
But the next instant he turned around and looked towards Xia Yangyang.
The moment he saw Xia Yangyang, he visibly stiffened.
Xia Yangyang never thought.
That she would see Gu Qichen at a child’s coming-of-age ceremony in a foreign country.
How small were the chances of that?
The world was so big, with so many things happening in so many different places.
Why was it that these tiny probabilities always seemed to occur in her life?