qi siyu's words struck a chord in mu weiwei's heart.
she had a lively personality, and she had long felt a little bored in such a depressing environment in the banquet hall.
she nodded. " okay, then we'll ... "
mu weiwei suddenly stopped in the middle of her sentence. she turned around subconsciously and glanced at fu linchen.
with one look, a wave of disappointment surged in his heart.
fu linchen was talking to old master qiao and did not even turn his head.
not only that, but an elegant and beautiful woman had also appeared beside them.
although mu weiwei rarely attended banquets, this beautiful woman could still recognize her. she was the eldest daughter of the qiao family, qiao manshu.