The guests inside the villa quietly observed Ling Fei, while her dark apricot eyes swiftly swept across their faces, finally fixing on Ling Qing Ya's countenance.
Ling Qing Ya, from a distance, lifted her lips in a smile for her, then, in a good mood, stepped towards the villa's entrance.
Ling Fei's gaze was exceptionally cold.
After only one glance at Ling Qing Ya, she swiftly diverted her eyes and walked towards the other side of the car door.
The car door was open, but Ling Xiang Nan sat inside without moving, his lips pursed as he watched in the direction of the villa with a serious and complex expression.
Only when Ling Fei inadvertently blocked his view while approaching did he come back to his senses, bending to step out of the car as he said in a deep voice, "Let's go, we should head inside."
Ling Fei lightly acknowledged and took her father's arm, the pair heading together towards the villa.