CHAPTER 1072: CHAPTER 220: STUNNING BEAUTY STEALING THE SPOTLIGHT (PART 3)

For example, at this moment, she can effortlessly engage in small talk with Zhuang Xiyue, and smoothly draw closer to her with a smiling demeanor, gracefully managing relationships and welcoming people from all directions.

Dongfang Yi held this hand, its palm tender as jade, without a trace of calluses, perfectly matching the smile on the face in front of her.

Her heart sank slightly, for she had just remembered who this woman was.

Ji Yunya — the eldest miss of the Jiangzhou Ji Family, also an internet sensation known as the leading socialite; she had once scoffed at this title, wondering how such a person could become the top socialite. However, since they were separated by distance and had no conflicting interests, she merely found it amusing and did not give it further thought.

But now...

Jiangzhou... Isn’t that precisely the city where Yan Nanmo holds office? It’s also the city where Yan Song grew up. She recalled the rumors about Yan Ke’s engagement, and based on intelligence, it was Zhuang Xiyue who arranged the marriage for Yan Ke in Jiangzhou. Ji Yunya was from Jiangzhou, so if she turned out to be Yan Ke’s fiancée, everything would fall into place.

Yes, she must be Yan Ke’s fiancée.

Understanding this, Dongfang Yi’s smile deepened, and she held Yun Ya’s hand with more intimacy.

"Miss Ji, do not be modest; you truly deserve such praise. The so-called leading socialite is indeed worthy of the name."

Yun Ya appropriately lowered her head shyly, while internally sneering.

Dongfang Yi could not be underestimated, possessing both means and cunning, and more importantly, the ability to deceive.

Zhuang Xiyue couldn’t stand the false smile on Dongfang Yi’s face any longer, always seeking closeness. She calmly released Dongfang Yi’s hand and linked arms with Yun Ya to walk forward.

"Let’s not keep your great-grandfather waiting. We should hurry along."

The two walked arm in arm, leaving Dongfang Yi alone. Dongfang Yi squinted her eyes as she watched; Zhuang Xiyue was such a picky person. Regardless of how many socialites sought her favor, Zhuang Xiyue never showed any sign of closeness, yet she was so intimate with Ji Yunya that someone uninformed might even mistake them for mother and daughter.

Although there was some discomfort in her heart, thinking that she was Yan Ke’s fiancée, that discomfort vanished like smoke, and she smiled as she hurried to catch up.

After walking a few steps, unable to resist, she looked back—where was Yan Song? Where had he gone?

"Third Lady, you’ve arrived." Yan Fu greeted her respectfully, his gaze nonchalantly sweeping over the young girl she was holding, before lowering his eyes.

"Uncle Fu, you’ve had quite the labor." Zhuang Xiyue said with a smile.

"It’s all part of my duty. The old master has been mentioning you often, as well as Young Master Yan Song... he talks about him daily." He couldn’t help but glance behind her as he spoke.

"Ah Song is behind us, so I’ll head in first." With that, she led Yun Ya in, and Dongfang Yi nodded at Yan Fu before quickly following them.

Yan Fu cast a gaze over the slender figure, his eyes slightly narrowing.

The unfamiliar young girl brought by Third Lady was about to stir up a storm in the Yan Family.

After pausing for a moment, before the arrival of the next group of guests, he immediately put on a respectful smile: "Mr. Jiang, Lady Jiang, Miss Jiang, please come inside."

Jiang Hanbi tugged at Lady Jiang’s arm, cast a glance at the figures disappearing behind the decorative screen, and frowned: "Was that Third Lady with Dongfang Yi? How vile, she beat us to it. But is the woman by Third Lady’s side really Yan Ke’s fiancée?"

Lady Jiang chuckled, patting her hand: "Why rush? The Yan Family would certainly never agree to let Dongfang Yi marry in."

Jiang Hanbi raised an eyebrow, choosing not to ask why.

At this time, Yan Nanmo’s car came to a halt, and the driver stepped over to open the door. Yan Nanmo stepped out dressed immaculately in a suit, followed by Yan Ke and Yan Song, who emerged bending down.

As Yan Song appeared, Jiang Hanbi’s eyes immediately lit up.

Compared to two years ago, he was even more handsome and had more of a masculine charm, with a cool and forbidding aura that exuded a sensuality, sending a young girl’s heart into delightful flutters...

"Mr. Yan." Jiang Dezhong quickly walked over and shook hands with Yan Nanmo.

His eyes discreetly skimmed over the tall figure standing behind Yan Nanmo and remarked with a smile: "A tiger may have a son, but surely Yan Young Master has the charisma of Mr. Yan in his youth."

Yan Nanmo smiled at Yan Song, humble laughter in his voice: "Mr. Jiang praises too highly."

"Bi’er, come quickly and greet your Uncle Yan." Jiang Dezhong motioned softly to Jiang Hanbi with a smile.

Jiang Hanbi drew a deep breath and approached with a gentle smile on her face, her every move filled with the grace and poise of a lady from a noble family. Her heart was excited yet triumphant. Dongfang Yi, clinging to Zhuang Xiyue is pointless. I am the one who can be close to Yan Song.