Zhang Shiwan walked over and sat down in front of Tang Huai.
Tang Huai's mouth carried a faint, shallow smile, her eyes clear, sparkling with a serene light.
She nodded slightly, looking at Zhang Shiwan with a gentle smile, "No one comes to the Hall of Supreme Harmony without a reason, Miss Zhang, what brings you to me?"
The elegantly dressed Zhang Shiwan took an invitation out of her bag and handed it to Tang Huai.
Tang Huai narrowed her eyes, looking at the red invitation with interest. Another banquet?
The lives of the wealthy are really colorful, Tang Huai thought her own life was too bland; she had never thrown a party.
Seeing that she didn't take it, Zhang Shiwan revealed a smile which she thought was very elegant.
She looked into Tang Huai's eyes and said calmly, "It's my younger brother's birthday, I hope you can grace us with your presence."
Zhang Jundian's birthday?
