Ji Xiuran chuckled lightly. “I’ve never seen you dressed like this.”
Ye Wanwan purposefully glanced at Lord Asura before matter-of-factly saying, “Because a girl will doll herself up for a man who loves her!”
Ji Xiuran smiled but didn’t say anything.
As for a certain someone, the dead branch he accidentally stepped on just happened to turn into powder.
Ye Wanwan secretly peeked at the man who looked frosty and expressionless but the aura around him was clearly becoming stifling. As expected…
Her instincts were right. As long as Emperor Ji was present, a certain someone was more prone to exposing his flaws.
A moment later, the parade of people arrived at the entrance to the Shen residence.
Ye Wanwan’s lips twitched when she saw the expansive Shen residence, stretching farther than her eyes could see. Was this a residence…? This was a freaking palace, right?!
Ye Wanwan finally understood why that male host said she would get lost in the Shen residence… The sight of the Shen estate rendered her speechless.
In front of the Shen estate were two enormous dragon-shaped statues that stretched about 100 meters long and reached dozens of meters in height. They resembled real dragons, vivid and detailed.
As Ye Wanwan became engrossed in the two dragon statues, a portly middle-aged man with a prosperous look strolled out of the building and greeted Si Yehan and Ji Xiuran with a benevolent smile, “Hahaha, Emperor Ji, an honored guest. It’s truly been a long time. Thank you for attending the Shen family’s banquet today. Your presence brings light to my humble dwelling!”
“Heh, what are you saying, Uncle Shen. It’s my honor to be able to attend the Shen family’s banquet.” Ji Xiuran chuckled lightly.
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