What was even more chilling was that after she traveled through time, with her previous life’s medical doctoral talent, she easily found out the reason why she was born with a ghost face. It was not born that way, but someone poisoned her. Especially as she got older, her body became fatter day by day because of the poison...

At this moment, she looked at the man who smiled so friendly and harmless, and her mind was filled with disgust and hatred.

Yes, she hated it. If she had a choice, she would never choose this man as her father in this life.

She thought she had escaped and was free, and that she was far away from the home that she hated so much, but she didn't expect that she would still see that disgusting face in her lifetime. Li Yuan curled her lips in mockery, and before the man cast his gaze at her, she quickly lowered her head and deliberately stepped back...

Unfortunately, she forgot what kind of occasion it was today. It was the 70th birthday of Ling Wuya, the father of Ling Lao, the owner of Lingjia Manor, the world's number one manor. Who among the invited guests was not a celebrity and a powerful figure? How could her little move escape the eyes of these people? Without any surprise, Butler Wang dragged her to the center of the hall. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, everyone looked at her, of course, including her so-called father - the current Prince Kang Li Hongtao.

When Li Hongtao casually raised his eyes to look at the ugly girl with dark face and extremely fat in the center of the hall, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he stood up abruptly, looking at Li Yuan with eyes full of coldness and shock.

How could she be here? Could it be that this damn girl has been hiding in Lingjiazhuang all these years?

"Prince Kang, do you have anything to say?"

Ling Wuya's indifferent and cold voice came from the first seat. Li Hongtao came back to his senses quietly and realized that he was the only one standing in the hall. If you didn't know, you might think he had some opinion.

He was looking at Ling Wuya who was about to tell Li Yuan's life experience when he suddenly thought of something. His sharp eyes swept across the faces of Ling Wuya, Mu Qing and Li Yuan one after another. When he noticed that the former and the latter had no strange expressions, and the latter was dressed simply and even wore a kitchen apron, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He shot a gloomy look at Li Yuan and said coldly: "It's okay!" After he finished speaking, he sat down without saying another word.

When Ling Wuya saw this, a hint of deep thought flashed across his delicate face, which was as sharp as a knife. It was so fleeting and so fast that no one could catch it.

His cold eyes looked around and finally fell on Li Yuan, who was standing in the center of the hall with her spine straight and looking at him neither servile nor arrogant. His eyes paused for a moment: "Li Yuan? Why are you here?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene. A maidservant that Ling Wuya could remember must be no ordinary one, but this girl looked ugly and fat, and there was nothing attractive about her at all? Who was she?