If it weren’t for Xiao Yuanfeng repeatedly berating him, urging him to make an appearance at Sheng Yuanying’s birthday banquet, Xiao Yanzhi would never have set foot here.
"He definitely wouldn't have wasted a single word chatting with this young lady."
"But Sheng Yuanying had no idea what the man in front of her was thinking."
"She blinked her eyes, pinched the lace hem of her dress, sniffed her pink nose that was cold, and said in a muffled voice, "Could you paint a picture for me as a birthday gift? One painted by your own hand.""
"Although she had received many gifts from people tonight, her intuition told her that this gentleman in front of her must not have prepared a gift for her."
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