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Yun Yue Shi looked at the Heavenly Emperor with a curious gaze, pondering the implications of borrowing his soul power. Yun Zhi Yue was certain that these two younger brothers had met in the lower realm, but who were they to possess such qualities? When had the lower realm become so filled with hidden talents?
Suddenly, an incident occurred that was attributed to the poor quality of a glass cup. Fortunately, no one was injured. Feng Rujiao helped Feng Zuofeng to his feet, expressing gentle concern before calling for a new banquet table to be set up.
In the flurry of activity, they missed the message sent by the gatekeeper. As the banquet time approached its halfway mark, it became increasingly inappropriate for Yun Zhi Yue to remain absent, especially with elders present. The two decided to give her a call to check if she had eaten; everyone was waiting for her.
Feng Laoyezi immediately picked up on Feng Rujiao's words and scoffed, "Coming from an orphanage, she truly lacks manners. Such an impolite junior should not be associated with us in the future; we wouldn't want her to lead us astray."
Feng Rujiao found herself in a difficult position and replied, "Grandfather, friends come in all sorts; as long as their character is good, that's what matters. Yun Zhi Yue may have a bit of a temper, but I've grown accustomed to it."
She hadn't expected Commander Cheng to show up today, and it was indeed her fault for not taking care of things properly.
After this exchange, Yun Zhi Yue's lack of decorum was about to be solidified, even stirring up feelings against Cheng Si. However, the old man was not easily fooled.
He interjected firmly, "You girl shouldn't think you can use me as a pawn. Your romantic escapades have nothing to do with me; I just want to see what kind of girl this devoted little maid really is."
A melodious voice filled with laughter chimed in, "Commander Cheng, do you wish to see me? It’s truly an honor."
The woman who appeared wore an ice-blue fishtail dress that seemed to carry the essence of ice and snow with her. Each step she took resonated on the crystalline surface beneath her feet.
With her hair elegantly styled and blue earrings accentuating her flawless complexion, she radiated an ethereal beauty that felt both distant and inviting due to her bright smile.
Even photographs could not capture the three siblings' striking appearances as vividly as seeing them in person. If Yun Zhi Yue had already dazzled their eyes, then the man beside her—who held her arm gracefully—made everyone gasp.
Ye Lian! The youngest son of the president, currently serving as the Minister of Propaganda.
Goodness! Wasn't Yun Zhi Yue supposed to be from an orphan background? How did she come to know the president's most favored son?
Ignoring the stunned expressions around them, Ye Lian greeted at the first table alongside Yun Zhi Yue: "Commander Cheng, Nie Lao."
After speaking, he encouraged Yun Zhi Yue to greet them as well. She complied obediently, and they both skillfully ignored Feng Family Elder.
Everyone was shocked; Ye Lian seemed deliberately trying to embarrass the Feng Family—was he trying to elevate Yun Zhi Yue's status?
Nie Laoyezi paid no heed to Feng Laoyezi's expression and quickly asked, "Ye Minister, do you know this girl?"
He had just asked Commander Cheng the same question but now found himself needing to ask again. If he could connect with Ye Lian, he would need to reassess Yun Zhi Yue's value.
In front of everyone, Ye Lian affectionately patted Yun Zhi Yue on the head in a familiar gesture.
When I was young, I happened to meet Yun Zhi Yue and took a liking to her. I wanted to bring her home as my little sister, but she was quite stubborn and wanted to support herself and her two younger brothers. I could only respect her wishes.
Over the years, I kept an eye on her, and my family did as well. Although we offered some assistance with their studies, her and her brothers' remarkable achievements still amazed us.
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