An Yang had assumed this banquet was being held for Ji Weiwei, but he had never expected that without him, Ji Weiwei would not have held a birthday banquet at all.
Even so, at that moment, he presented his princess with his gift. Although his attitude was casual, he had genuinely spent a long time choosing it. In the process, he had ruled out many things that were more precious or practical than this gift, settling on this one whose defining feature was hardly remarkable.
Ji Weiwei took the somewhat heavy box, glanced at An Yang, then licked her lips. Unable to hold back her curiosity, she first held the box beside her ear and shook it hard.
"Huh! No sound?"
She pursed her lips, took out her phone, and asked whether everyone had arrived. When she learned that they had, she hugged the box and walked inside.
The rest of the gifts were collected by the manor's attendants with a cart and would be delivered to her home when she left.
Rose Manor actually had no public dining hall, only private rooms of varying grades. This dining hall had originally been one of Rose Manor's exhibition halls. Once An Yang made up his mind, the people at Rose Manor cleared out all the tables, chairs, and exhibits within a day, decorating the hall as a revolving buffet restaurant to accommodate so many people.
They had also prepared thoroughly for Ji Weiwei's birthday party, creating a grand atmosphere throughout the venue.
The originally spacious restaurant was now packed with people. On the far left, a small symphony orchestra, consisting of a single section of instruments, was performing Mozart's Symphony No. 40.
Although it was a small orchestra, its grandeur still exceeded the imagination of anyone who had never heard a