The long waves of her hair cascaded down, every frown, every smile, every movent exuding femininity.
She frequently drew envious and admiring glances from the guests, both n and won.
She found the busy steward among the crowd, pulled him aside to inquire, but he shook his head, indicating he didn’t know.
Korea frowned, her anxiety rising, "You’re his butler, and you don’t know where he went?"
The tone carried a hint of doubt, yet the steward still shook his head, "I don’t know, Mr. Charles’s matters are not for us to question."
That one remark left Korea unable to continue venting her frustration.
Indeed, if Charles didn’t say, who would dare to ask? Would she dare?
She wouldn’t dare either.
Korea gave up on communicating with the butler, lifted her head to gaze at the surging crowd, her anxiety causing sweat to start beading on her forehead.
"Most of the guests are here now, where on earth could Uncle have gone, why isn’t he back yet? He’s the main character today."
"Don’t worry, I’ll give him another call to ask."
Rudy Finn, after greeting so friends, ca to see Korea’s anxiety, knowing she was certainly worried about finding Charles, and took her phone out of a small purse, dialing Charles’s number.
Korea looked at her mother’s phone screen displaying Charles’s na, pursing her lips tightly, a hint of slyness flashing in her eyes, "I’ll go call Chicheng out."
She turned around, lifting her skirt hem, and hurriedly walked towards the banquet hall exit.
After leaving the banquet hall, she ran towards the main door of the living room.
"Just now, I think I saw Miss Li Nianjia, who used to live with Charles, in the parking lot."
"Isn’t she frequently in the news with Qi Helian these days?"
Li Nianjia!
Hearing this na, Korea’s steps stopped abruptly, she turned around, two blond won, arm in arm, ascended the steps at the entrance of the banquet hall.
She recognized these two won, famous Hollywood stars, both had won international film awards.
Being in the sa circle, and with their news with Qi Helian being so pervasive recently, they probably wouldn’t mistake her identity.
So... could it really be Ji Anning who ca?
This woman has co at just the right ti, today she will be dealt with directly, ensuring she will never qualify to marry into the Charles family.
Korea bit her teeth hard, her eyes flashing with a sharp light, exuding an air of murderous intent.
The banquet hall over there was bustling, while there was only Ji Chicheng in the living room here, leisurely watching TV on the sofa.
He was still dressed in relaxed loungewear, a hoodie for a top, lazily curled up in a corner of the sofa.
Korea walked with an elegant stride, up to Ji Chicheng’s side, glanced at the TV screen, playing an old Chinese movie.
After taking a glance, she moved her gaze back onto Ji Chicheng, "Is this movie interesting?"
Ji Chicheng’s expression was indifferent, lips pressed into a hard line, not intending to speak.
Korea seed to have gotten used to it, continued without changing her face, "Chicheng, Uncle hasn’t co back yet, there are a lot of guests here, people you don’t know, I’m afraid they’ll blindly greet you, which might overwhelm you. Why don’t you just stay here for now, and I’ll handle things over there first."
Upon hearing this, Ji Chicheng slowly raised his head, looking at the confident Korea, a cold smile curved his lips, "Are you here to find a sense of presence?"
Which eye did she use to see that he wanted to go to that place?
Ji Chicheng’s words made a slight hint of awkwardness flash across Korea’s face, she pouted pitifully, "I’m just afraid you aren’t used to so many people, I ca over to say hi, why do you always treat with this attitude?"
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