Not only was her figure worth a look, but her features were even more stunning and charming. Although her face carried a habitual coldness that seemed to push people away, she still attracted everyoneâs gaze.
A pair of white high heels stepped steadily, her curled hair naturally voluminous and cascading over her shoulders, swaying gently with her movements.
The crowd hadnât even reacted yet, and she had already made her way towards the stage. She must be some familyâs heiress, right?
She was probably not a model or celebrity, even though she had the figure of a model and the face of a star, but if she were a public figure, many people would recognize her.
Everyone was puzzled by the beauty before them.
It was normal not to recognize her because Song Ying had mostly been abroad, and her visits back home were few and far between.
Song Ying walked up to Song Jieâs side, âBrother, sorry, Iâm late.â
Thatâs when it dawned on everyone: this was the precious daughter of Uncle Song Jie, a well-known socialite and heiress.@@novelbin@@
âItâs fine, Iâm just glad youâre here. Besides, the gala has just begun,â Song Jieâs usually indifferent and deep face gradually lifted into a smile.
âThatâs good,â Song Ying smiled back at him.
âHowever, your entrance was rather grand; I bet a lot of people are asking about you. Maybe soon youâll have a swarm of admirers, which would perfectly fulfill Uncleâs wishes. He even called me specifically, asking me to introduce you to some talented young men,â Song Jie teased.
âDad really worries too much, annoying. Iâll take care of my own happiness. By the way, has your Miss Shen arrived?â Song Ying glanced at his side but didnât see anyone.
The Miss Shen that Song Ying referred to was Song Jieâs fiancée, Shen Yue, the young Miss of the Shen Family. They had been engaged for almost a year but hadnât decided on a wedding date yet.
Upon hearing this title, Song Jieâs face darkened, but he quickly returned to normal.
âSheâs held up with something; sheâll probably be late.â Just as Song Jie finished speaking, a provocative figure in fire-engine red approached them.
âAh Jie, Song Ying.â The newcomer had a voluptuous figure, dressed in a deep V-neck tight-fitting red dress that emphasized her curves, making menâs blood boil at a glance and leaving women feeling inferior.
Song Ying smiled and nodded, a greeting done.
âAlright, I wonât disturb you two, Iâll get out of your way,â Song Ying said as she saw Shen Yue arrive, wanting to leave the space for them.
âLetâs go shopping together when weâre free.â Since Song Ying was the only daughter of the Song Family, their relationship was fairly good.
âSure,â Song Ying smiled and then left.
âAh Jie, Iâm sorry for being late,â Shen Yue murmured.
Song Jie responded with a faint smile, âItâs alright; itâs just started. Have fun.â
Shen Yue nodded to some people nearby and then boldly took Song Jieâs hand.
Song Jie frowned slightly.
No matter how much he was unwilling in his heart, he had to follow his familyâs arrangements.
Shen Yue was truly a well-bred heiress.
Somehow, a few years ago when she was studying abroad, she almost fell prey to a gang of ruffians in a night market. Just then, Song Jie happened to pass by and rescued her.
Actually, Song Jie had long since forgotten about the incident, but Shen Yue remembered it vividly and even had someone find out that he was her savior.
Two years ago, as soon as she returned to the country, she came to visit Madam Song with boxes of gifts. Madam Song took an instant liking to her, and upon further examination of her family background and upbringing, which was all first-class, she became even more fond of her. So when someone came proposing, they got engaged a year ago.