C53 (1/2)

Mo Xiaoxiao's face suddenly started to heat up. 'Alright, she seems to have become a little infatuated with flowers. Who told Xiao Menghan to have nothing to do and look so good!?' He stood there like a vivid painting, agglomerating all the grace of the world.

”Xiao Yan.” With a low and deep voice, the slender figure stood up and walked towards Silent Red. Xiao Meng Han lowered her head and took in all of her beauty. He was satisfied with the infatuation in her eyes. Occasionally, she would use a man's trick, but only his figure could be seen in her eyes.

”Eh?”

”Can we go now?”

”Alright.” Mo Xiaoxiao finally found her voice and hurriedly nodded her head. Only then did she realize that her small hand had been pulled by him unknowingly. He led her down the stairs, taking care of her in her dress, step by step.

She was dressed in a white one-shouldered gown with a lotus flower of water drills embedded in the hem that had just reached her knees. Her back was exposed to the wind, and a long veil hung down from a large bow knot at her waist. She walked with a graceful grace, some small women, some soft, and Xiao Menghan had to use her great perseverance to carry her back to the bedroom.

When he inadvertently raised his head and saw Mo Xiaoxiao appear, his soul was heavily shaken. She was even more beautiful than the last time he saw her in a long skirt, like an angel that had fallen into the world, like a goddess that had descended to the mortal world.

”Han Yong?” Silently, Xiaoxiao was not used to Han Yong's infatuated gaze. She was a bit nervous as she lowered her head to see if her clothes were inappropriate.

Yang Ziying had sent the clothes over. She didn't have any suitable clothes for the banquet, and she knew that the Xiao family was a large family with a lot of care.

Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly wanted to run back to her little house, close the door, and hide in the shell. That would be the real heaven and earth for her, here, all the rich people paid attention to it.

”Don't worry, you're doing very well. Let's take Han Yong's car today.” Xiao Meng Han turned his body to the side to block Han Yong's line of sight. He was regretting that he did not manage to add a coat to Mo Xiaoxiao's clothes.

Han Yong lowered his head and coughed as he helped Mo Xiaoxiao open the back door of the car.

Inadvertently, Han Yong saw that half of Mo Xiaoxiao's chest was full, and his body tensed up. He turned his head away from Xiao Meng Han's gaze, and a pinch appeared in his eyes.

Most of the people at the banquet had already arrived. Xiao Zhenhai and Xiao Yuelin had also arrived. They sat at the first table, waiting for Xiao Menghan and Mo Xiaoxiao.

Many of the elders of the Xiao family had never seen Xiao Meng Han, so today was their first gathering. Xiao Meng Han was also allowed to meet with her family.

These people all had half a head of white hair, they were all over forty years old, and Yang Ziying did not invite any of the juniors.

During the banquet, Xiao Meng Han held Mo Xiaoxiao's hand, her ice-cold hands wrapped around his.

The initial nervousness of Jing Xiaoxiao slowly relaxed as well. She greeted every elder introduced by Yang Ziying obediently.

Xiao Menghan accurately called out every elder here and also greeted them with just the right amount of concern. This caused Xiao Zhenhai and Xiao Yuelin to raise their eyebrows and the atmosphere around them became much more harmonious.

In the end, Yang Ziying let go and let Xiao Meng Han bring Jing Xiaoxiao to meet those elders.

It was only when Qiu Hong brought the waiter to bring the hot dishes over that Yang Ziying called Xiao Meng Han and Mo Xiaoxiao over to get to know Qiu Hong.

Qiu Hong smiled and asked the waiter to serve the dishes. When she turned her head to look at Mo Xiaoxiao, the polite smile on her face froze.

The flow of time instantly reversed to twenty years ago. Qiu Hong's eyes reddened, and when she realized where she was, she hastily lowered her head to raise her wine cup to hide her face. ”Come, let us all toast to our beautiful Xiao Yan.”

No one else was puzzled. Qiu Hong was the owner of the hotel, so it was normal for her to toast at such an occasion.

Yang Ziying noticed that something was wrong with Qiu Hong. She didn't say anything and just told Xiao Menghan to quietly drink a glass of red wine.