Qiao Lian's footsteps halted as she subconsciously took a breath, preparing herself to confront whatever this situation was.
At this point no one was speaking and it seemed like the guests had only just arrived, as the housekeeper had come in to serve drinks. She placed the glasses on the coffee table and, looking frightened, she hurriedly retreated back to her own room.
As Qiao Lian surveyed the room, her gaze fell first on Xia Yehua.
Xia Yehua sat on the sofa, looking proud and indifferent, while Song Yuanxi stood behind her like a frightened rabbit, staring fearfully at the people in the room.
Although frightened, she was holding on tightly to Xia Yehua's hand, as though wanting to give Xia Yehua strength and support.
This simple gesture was heartwarming, even for Qiao Lian, who was just looking.
The Shen family had not brought Song Yuanxi up in vain. She was a very active member, reliable and dependable in a critical moment like this.