A sharp feminine shout suddenly rang out, as bone-chilling as towering ice from a frozen abyss.
Everyone turned to see a young woman in a princess dress stroll through the manor entrance, holding a phone on which she had just finished a call.
She had a beautiful face and slender feet. Her icy gaze swept across the room, making every girl feel inferior and instinctively take a step back.
All the young men lowered their heads, like commoners before a princess, none daring to speak.
The wineglasses in Qin Shou's and Wei Caijun's hands fell to the floor with a clatter. Wine splashed over them, but neither seemed able to tear his eyes away from her.
Sun Zi and the others gaped, their eyes vacant with disbelief.
"Y-y-young... young lady..." Steward Luo was the most terrified of all. His entire body prickled with fear, his scalp tingled, and even his voice trembled.
"I knew Jun wouldn't lie! Duoduo, what took you so long?" Zi Hanyan rubbed her eyes, then brightened with delight.
"I was outside talking to my dad on the phone, so I didn't notice what was happening in the hall." Mo Duoduo gave Zi Hanyan and Jun Wangchen an apologetic smile, then her expression turned icy. Looking at Steward Luo, she said expressionlessly, "Give me an explanation."
Steward Luo shuddered and stammered, "Y-young lady, h-he... he didn't have an invitation... s-so I... I..."
"So you were going to have the guards beat him to death?" Fury covered Mo Duoduo's face. She slapped Steward Luo and said through gritted teeth, "He's a friend I specifically invited to this social reception. You're just a lowly steward who's spent a few years working for my brother, yet you dare order my friend around and insult him?"
In truth, she was furious—so