Qin Han, guided by Zhong Kang, entered through the door and chose a relatively quiet spot to sit down with Song Yuwei. The banquet was yet to begin, so there was no rush.
Zhong Meimei's mother watched the backs of Qin Han and Song Yuwei, comparing the two.
Although Song Yuwei's beauty was not excessively outstanding, her own daughter was also quite beautiful; however, standing before Song Yuwei, she clearly seemed lesser by comparison.
Zhong Meimei's mother was now eying Song Yuwei's figure from behind, clicking her tongue and shaking her head in dismay; in both looks and figure, her own daughter fell short.
"No wonder he doesn't fancy you," Zhong Meimei's mother said regretfully as she looked at her daughter.
Zhong Meimei, with a face full of annoyance, retorted, "Before, you were afraid he'd take an interest in your daughter, and now you feel he looks down on her. What do you mean by this?"