At that time, to vent her anger and to prove herself, she chose to marry an old man who could be her father. Now, she only felt regret in her heart.
Although she had a prestigious position, no one dared to offend her. Yet, in the entire banquet hall, there was not a single person who welcomed her.
She was just that awkward presence.
She exhaled a smoke ring, and just then, met Ji Yunhuan's gaze. She smiled and walked up to Ji Yunhuan.
Ji Yunhuan had just stolen a glance at Xia Duo and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Xia Duo approached her.
Xia Duo held a cigarette between her fingers. Because of long-term piano practice, her fingers were slender and looked more beautiful than the hands of an average woman. Holding a cigarette with those fingers, indeed felt a bit strange.
Xia Duo threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with the heel of her seven-centimeter high heel.
Ji Yunhuan casually asked, "Is something wrong?"