"Old Bai! Wishing you a fortune as vast as the Silver Sea and longevity to rival the southern mountains!"
Before An Yiqing could finish speaking, a cold voice tinged with arrogance rudely interrupted her.
Everyone turned to look and, to their surprise, it was Guh Siyi dressed in a red gown.
Clad in a fiery red, floor-sweeping evening gown, with wine-red shawl hair casually draped over her shoulders, her makeup exquisite, she walked elegantly in her eight-centimeter crystal heels.
Following her, in a tender yellow dress, was Huang Yiyi, along with a young man in a black tuxedo.
The harmonious and cozy atmosphere was disrupted, and Old Master Bai furrowed his brows with displeasure, helplessly eyeing Guh Siyi.
"Miss Guh, what is this..."
