But today, standing next to Song Ling, his presence was a little reduced.
Although Song Ling had just returned to China not long ago and was not very familiar with the upper class society, and he had also been deliberately keeping a low profile in the past two months, not many people knew his true identity, but he had a powerful aura of a natural king.
Although no one could guess Song Ling's identity, the kingly aura he exuded was enough to shock the entire audience.
For a moment, the air seemed to be paused.
Liu Zhiyuan felt a little nervous under everyone's attention.
Song Ling, who was beside her, patted the back of her hand imperceptibly, giving her silent comfort.
She raised her little face and smiled faintly.
The smile was pure and somewhat satisfied.
I still feel a little proud deep down.
The looks of so many ladies at the scene when they looked at her husband were obviously filled with curiosity and admiration.
Looking at her, I even feel a little envious.
They must be envious of her for marrying a man like Uncle.
Thinking of this, she felt a little proud, and turned around and took the uncle's arm to greet Pei Xiaoxiao and them.
Basic courtesy is a must.
Pei Xiaoxiao naturally kept an eye on Liu Zhiyuan and the poor doctor.
When she saw them coming, she straightened her back slightly, the smile on her lips became even brighter, and her fingers holding Zichen tightened slightly.
She said gently, "Xiao Yuan and Dr. Song are here, let's go say hello."
When Duan Zichen saw Liu Zhiyuan, a look of astonishment spread in the bottom of his eyes.
He almost forgot to breathe because of her beauty.
He had always known that she was beautiful, but tonight she was even more beautiful. Her beauty was like a fairy who had strayed into the dust, noble and pure.
Beautiful and stunning.
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