At the large round table in the Chinese style, two families were seated at this moment.
Old Master Xu, Xu Mengying's parents; and the remaining three were the other main characters at this birthday feast.
"Grandfather, Dad, Mom," Xu Mengying called out softly as she walked to the side of Old Master Xu, who smiled and nodded his head, signaling her to sit down.
"Yingying, you're here," Mother Xu stood up, then pulled Xu Mengying to her side to sit down, greatly satisfied with her daughter's appearance, which seemed carefully dressed; she guessed that perhaps her daughter had finally come to terms with reality.
After all, being born into a prominent family, there are many things that one cannot have as one wishes, as long as one accepts this, then nothing else matters.
"Yes," she nodded faintly and sat quietly.
