The commotion at the entrance was obviously caused by Su Peizhen.
"Speak of the Devil." Old Master Huo naturally saw Su Peizhen, who came in with Huo Yifan, as well.
He had a smile on his face and looked at Su Chenghui with a teasing gaze. "Nephew, I'm afraid you came to Rong City this time because of Peizhen, right?"
Because of Peizhen? What about Peizhen?
Su Chenghui still didn't understand the situation, so he wasn't in a hurry to answer.
He kept his gaze on Su Peizhen.
He didn't know Huo Yifan, who was standing next to Su Peizhen, but it didn't affect the expression on Su Peizhen's face when he first saw her.
Su Peizhen always knew what she wanted. Her facial features seductive and glamorous, she had a different sort of beauty from Su Qingsang.
In contrast to Su Qingsang's golden gown, Su Peizhen had chosen to wear an extremely festive red gown today.