At the moment, Ning Shuqian's mind was filled with images of how, when she accompanied Wen Haowen to Chief Sun's party just now, the guests present at the party looked at her with shock and weird expressions. And then, she heard many people whispering behind her back, mostly discussing the emptiness at her birthday cocktail party.
Wen Xinya brought food to the resting area and saw Ning Shuqian sitting alone in the shadows. From her angle, faint shadows shrouded her face—dark, gloomy, and slightly horrifying, without a trace of her usual gentleness and elegance.
Wen Xinya approached slowly, acted like she was surprised, and asked, "Aunt Ning, aren't you organizing a birthday cocktail party at the Oriental Pearl Hotel? What are you doing here?"