Upon hearing this, the people around turned their heads and looked at Yan Ning with curiosity.

After everyone clearly saw Yan Ning's face, they whispered among themselves:

"So this is the Su family's daughter they found! I heard she grew up in the countryside!"

"Such a pitiful little girl, but judging from her appearance, she's probably never seen anything like this before!"

"The Su family actually brought her out; aren't they ashamed? It's hilarious."

The railing on the second floor.

Xie Huaiye, dressed in a well-tailored bespoke suit, leaned casually against the railing, holding a glass of champagne in his hand.

His gaze inadvertently swept downstairs and landed on Yan Ning's back.

Her slender figure and simple attire made her stand out somewhat from the crowd.

But for some reason, it attracted his attention.

Yan Ning, standing in the crowd, slightly raised her chin and said in a clear and powerful voice:

"Yan Ning has just returned home and is attending a banquet for the first time, so it's understandable that she's a little nervous. If she makes any mistakes, I hope you will all forgive her."

Her composed demeanor made those around her, who had initially come to watch the spectacle, suddenly feel rather bored.

They dispersed and continued their own conversations.

Su Muyao stood to the side, her eyes full of disdain, and snorted coldly:

"My cousin was quite calm; she wasn't so scared that she wet her pants."

Yan Ning smiled faintly and responded calmly:

"There are just a lot of people. It's not like I've never seen people before. Why would I be scared?"

"Xiao Yao, let's go, let's go play over there."

Seeing this, the surrounding ladies crowded around Su Muyao, preparing to leave.

Before leaving, Su Muyao's eyes darted around, and a wicked idea popped into her head.

She picked up the champagne on the table and, as she passed Yan Ning, pretended to accidentally spill the champagne onto Yan Ning's dress.

Yan Ning noticed her movement with sharp eyes. He turned to the side, and Su Muyao missed her target, falling to the ground with a "thud".

"Su Yanning!"

Su Muyao fell to the ground in a disheveled state, raising her head to glare fiercely at Yan Ning.

Yan Ning glanced at the few drops of champagne on her dress and asked, feigning surprise:

"Cousin, what's wrong with you? You almost spilled the champagne on me."

The surrounding guests all turned to look at the two of them.

Ye Jiaying immediately stepped forward to help Su Muyao up, trying to smooth things over, "Xiaoyao, are you alright? Did you twist your ankle in your high heels?"

Su Muyao followed her words and said, "Yes, these shoes are so hard to wear, my feet hurt so much."

She stood up, glared at Yan Ning, and walked away with her girlfriends.

Yan Ning glanced at the few drops of champagne on her dress; they weren't a huge amount, but they weren't insignificant either.

She was too lazy to deal with the banquet, so she used the excuse that her dress was wet to walk out of the crowd.

She went up the stairs to the second floor, which was much quieter than the first floor.

The heavy red velvet curtains blocked out much of the noise.

She walked down the corridor, where there were several rooms on both sides, all with their doors tightly closed.

Yan Ning arrived at the door of the innermost room, which was ajar, seemingly a room used to entertain guests.

She peeked through the crack in the door and saw that the room was decorated very luxuriously.

Exquisite oil paintings hang on the walls, and the mahogany furniture exudes a faint luster, making it look exceptionally high-end.

The room was empty; all the guests were drawn to the lively atmosphere downstairs, and no one stayed.

Yan Ning pondered for a moment, then went inside. She sat down gently on the velvet sofa.

The sofa was soft and comfortable, and a bottle of red wine and some fresh fruit were placed on the mahogany table.

It looks like it's prepared for the guests.

Yan Ning picked up a blueberry and gently put it in her mouth. The sweet and sour taste of the blueberry melted on her tongue.

She wore high heels today, and wearing them for a long time made her heels ache.

She gently took off her shoes and placed her fair little feet on the soft carpet.

A very thin red string was tied around her ankle.

The red string hanging on her fair and slender ankles made her skin look even whiter.

Inside the curtain of the cubicle.

Xie Huaiye sat on the red velvet sofa, his gaze falling on Yan Ning through the gap in the curtain.

He watched Yan Ning walk into the room, sit on the sofa, and casually swing her white feet.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and the expression in his eyes was unfathomable.

Yan Ning ate the sweet blueberries. She was used to the freedom of the mountains and fields and usually went barefoot.

For a young lady of high birth, such behavior is indeed somewhat impolite.

But there was no one there, and she didn't care.

Suddenly, she heard a slight noise coming from behind the curtain.

Yan Ning's hand suddenly stopped, and her movement of picking up the blueberries froze in mid-air.

She looked up behind the curtain, a hint of wariness in her eyes.

Is anyone there?

Her heart was pounding, and she put on her shoes at lightning speed, ready to slip away immediately.

At that moment, a deep and magnetic voice came from behind her:

"You're Su Yanning?"

Yan Ning turned around and saw a handsome man standing there.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit, with the collar slightly open, revealing a section of his fair neck.

The man's features were deep and three-dimensional, with high-arched eyebrows and strong lines.

His eyes were particularly striking; they were beautiful, almond-shaped eyes, long and deep-set.

His slightly upturned phoenix eyes carried a hint of wicked charm, along with a faint chill.

Yan Ning nodded and replied, "Yes, are you the owner of the room?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here. I'll be leaving now."

She was about to turn around when Xie Huaiye smiled, a playful glint in his eyes.

"I am Xie Huaiye, your fiancé."

"!!"

Yan Ning's eyes widened in surprise. Xie Huaiye? Her fiancé? So handsome!

She lowered her eyes, somewhat embarrassed, realizing that her action of taking off her shoes had been seen.

Isn't this a bit inappropriate...?

But the next second, Xie Huaiye interrupted Yan Ning's wild thoughts.

He narrowed his eyes, his tone cold, his voice like ice:

"I'm not interested in you. Go ask your grandfather to cancel the engagement."

Yan Ning was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant and rolled her eyes.

She admitted that the man was somewhat handsome, but wasn't he a bit too narcissistic?

He even asked the girl to break off the engagement; that's incredibly rude.

Yan Ning cleared his throat and said calmly, "Young Master Xie, right? I've heard about your deeds before."

"I'm sorry, you don't like me, and I don't like you. I don't accept arranged marriages. You should ask your parents to cancel the engagement."

Xie Huaiye raised an eyebrow in surprise; it was the first time someone had rejected him.

She was just an ordinary woman, nothing special.

Yan Ning's gaze fell on Xie Huaiye's brow. She had been so focused on his face that she hadn't noticed the wisps of death energy swirling around his brow.

This guy is going to be in trouble tomorrow.

What a waste of such a handsome face, it's going to be smashed by a flying stone.

Yan Ning smiled and continued, "I kindly reminded you not to take the South City Highway three days from now. If you do, you'll get into a car accident and have half your face ruined."