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"Look, Du Hangyan!" she asked playfully, her voice as crisp and melodious as a lark's song.
With delicate fingers, she carefully adorned herself with the dazzling pink diamond, then joyfully waved it in front of him. The diamond sparkled under the light, casting a captivating glow.
"Look," Du Hangyan replied without hesitation, his expression filled with sincerity and admiration.
"This is the first gift you've given me." A radiant smile lit up her face, reminiscent of flowers blooming in spring.
"What was the first one?" Du Hangyan furrowed his brow slightly, confusion evident on his face, though there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"The pink water bottle! I took it when I sneaked out during my first trip abroad," she recalled that amusing experience, her smile growing even brighter.
Under the lights, she wore a deep red gown that accentuated her exquisite features, her joyful expression seemingly capable of melting everything around her.
"Ah, that makes sense," Du Hangyan said lazily as he leaned back on the sofa, his tall figure particularly striking. His gaze remained fixed on Chi Mu Jiu without wavering.
In the grand banquet hall, golden chandeliers emitted a soft yet brilliant light, illuminating every corner as if it were midday. The light danced like delicate brush strokes, outlining every detail of the hall and enhancing its opulence and elegance.
The elegantly set dining table was draped in pristine white linen, resembling freshly fallen snow—spotless and pure.
Crystal dinnerware sparkled under the illumination, reflecting dreamlike colors; the exquisite porcelain looked like pieces of art radiating unique charm.
Silver cutlery was neatly arranged, glinting coldly in the light like stars twinkling in the night sky.
The music in the background flowed melodiously, akin to a gentle stream trickling through people's hearts.
Guests dressed in fine attire gathered in groups, holding champagne flutes and engaging in lively conversation. Their faces beamed with joy, their eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
As Chi Mu Jiu and Du Hangyan made their entrance, they immediately attracted many curious glances.
The gazes were intense and eager, as if they wanted to pierce through the masks worn by the two and reach deep into their hearts.
Chih Mu Jiu naturally spotted her old acquaintance, Chih Qi Yun. She was chatting with Lei Ji, their arms linked, a perfectly pleasant smile gracing her face. However, the light in her eyes shot directly towards Chih Mu Jiu, revealing a hint of barely perceptible hostility.
It was reasonable for most people not to recognize Chih Mu Jiu. But Chih Qi Yun knew her so well that there was no way she wouldn’t recognize her. At this distance, with the banquet divided into upper and lower levels, it was likely that if they got any closer, she would indeed see through the disguise.
Before Chih Mu Jiu could ponder further, Ye Jue and Zhu Zhan approached them.
“Miss Chih, please follow us to your seats; the banquet is about to begin,” Zhu Zhan said, his tone laced with a hint of politeness and respect, which puzzled Chih Mu Jiu.
She couldn’t help but wonder why both of them seemed to be acting strangely. While she wasn’t familiar with Zhu Zhan and didn’t know his temperament, she had interacted with Ye Jue a few times before. In the past, Ye Jue had always been eloquent and brimming with confidence, but today he appeared somewhat reserved and uneasy. Was it just her illusion?
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