Most people had arrived, and the Spring Gathering officially comnced. Waiters stread in, starting to set tables on both sides of the hall, aligned opposite each other, all the way to the entrance. Each table was adorned with exquisite fruits, snacks, fine wines, and gourt foods.
According to tradition, n and won were seated separately.
Nas were posted on the seats; individuals found their places and sat down. Song Jinwen glanced at the empty seat beside her labeled with Ji Yunya’s na, a smug smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
Dongfang Yi’s seat was at the head. Just as she was about to stand up to speak, two figures entered from outside the hall. The two held hands, exuding intimacy, drawing everyone’s attention instantly, making them very noticeable.
The man was dressed in a dark green military uniform, tall and upright, his face handso yet aloof, with a restrained aura that was captivating. Won stared fixedly at him.
It was Yan Song’s first public appearance; many didn’t know him, prompting a buzz of murmurs as they speculated about his identity.
The lady beside him wore a splendid long dress, tall and slender, her features exquisitely unparalleled. Especially notable was her gentle smile, akin to spring breezes, dispelling the gloom of a bitter winter, with her elegance in every gesture, her natural grace and ease, effortlessly perfect, without a trace of affectation, leaving others to marvel at the poise and charm she naturally radiated.
Walking like the wind, her skirt slightly fluttering, truly graceful and ethereal, like an immortal from a picture.
Entering the hall, Yun Ya removed her down jacket, and Yan Song instinctively took it in his hands, a simple gesture displaying his care for the woman beside him.
Upon seeing Ji Yunya’s attire, Dongfang Yi’s pupils slightly contracted but then masked her expression, standing up with a smile: "Miss Ji, Young Master Yan, please take your seats."
Yan Song didn’t give her a glance, leading Yun Ya to the last spot in the won’s seating area. Dongfang Yi’s face briefly showed embarrassnt before regaining her composure with a smile.
Sitting at the far end was Shangguan Qing, who saw Yan Song standing in front of her, speaking coldly: "Sit in the front."
Shangguan Qing was montarily stunned, primarily due to the man’s strikingly handso appearance, especially with his cold deanor... seeing his brows slightly furrowed, hinting at a looming danger like a storm, Shangguan Qing quickly stood up: "I’m leaving...."
Upon speaking, she quickly slipped away.
Yan Song led Yun Ya to sit down. Yun Ya smiled warmly at Huo Chanyi sitting beside her, and Chanyi smiled and nodded back.
Dongfang Yi frowned and said: "Young Master Yan... isn’t this against tradition...?"
Yan Song raised an eyebrow, "What tradition?"
Dongfang Yi choked, indeed, no specific rules were set, it was just the longstanding tradition. Now Yan Song broke this tradition, what rules could constrain him?
Across from them, Yan Nangui chuckled: "Our Ah Song always takes care of people, afraid his woman will be bullied, follows her everywhere. Tsk, the tension is just like your dad back in the day, truly strong inherited genes."
Yan Song sneered: "Seventh Uncle, you better not praise my dad."
Yan Nangui laughed indifferently, raised his wine glass toward Yan Song: "Ah Song, I wish you and your...," his eyes playfully lingering on Yun Ya: "... niece-in-law a long and happy life, I toast in advance."
With this, he drank it all in one go.
Despite his flirtatious reputation, Yan Nangui was truly alluring. If only he weren’t so unfaithful, marrying such a man wouldn’t be bad.
Yan Song raised his wine glass and took a sip.
The crowd watched the interaction between the two, contemplating that there must be so unrest within the Yan Family.
Dongfang Yi stood in the center, smiling with imposing charm: "Another year has passed, and it’s the annual Spring Gathering. In the blink of an eye, this tradition has been around for over ten years. Speaking of which, the original purpose of founding the Fangyuan Society was to foster bonds between socialites, to drink tea, chat, and cultivate relationships. After over a decade of developnt, Fangyuan Society is now grand and spectacular. As accountable socialites, we must behave appropriately and carry wisdom within. Starting five years ago, our Fangyuan Society adopted a new tradition, discovering individual potentials through talent competitions. Our goal is not to compete to win but to allow everyone to find their true self through exchanges and learning from each other. Only in this way can we beco better selves."
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