Lin Xiu's Birthday Banquet

"Of course your father didn't regret it. I was raised as an heir from childhood, but I never liked any of that. I didn't like being bound by it, by that identity! Then I met your mother. The days I spent with her were so happy—a happiness I had never experienced before!" Su Haoqian said, gazing at Lin Xiu with deep affection.

The four of them chatted for a long while. Yan Bingxue had finished applying Lin Xiu's makeup, and the stylist had completed her look as well.

"All done!" Yan Bingxue put away the powder puff. She had given Lin Xiu light makeup that perfectly matched the color of her qipao.

"Mom, stand up and let Dad have a look!" Yan Bingxue said with a smile.

Lin Xiu slowly rose to her feet and stood before Su Haoqian. It was as if he had suddenly seen the Lin Xiu of twenty-four years ago—the same eyes, the same smile, but in a different time. The Lin Xiu of today possessed an added grace tempered by the years.

"Beautiful!" Su Haoqian praised.

"Mom, you look so beautiful today!" Su Chen said with a smile.

The banquet was about to begin! Yan Bingxue, Su Chen, Su Haoqian, and the others had changed into formal attire as well.

The Su family made a splendid entrance. This banquet had invited not only friends from their home, but also relatives and friends from Imperial Capital and Zhonghai.

Dressed in an elegant and noble qipao, Lin Xiu walked over from one end of the hall alongside Su Haoqian.

The backdrop of the hall was Polar Night Starry Sky, which perfectly complemented Lin Xiu's attire.

As Lin Xiu approached, the photographer switched on the lights overhead. The blue-toned setting was beautiful! Everyone applauded for Lin Xiu.