As night fell, one luxury car after another passed the heavily guarded sentry and parked in a specially set up parking lot.
"Sir, please show me your invitation."
Every invited guest, no matter how old they are, must pass strict inspection.
"Please come here..."
After scanning, well-dressed men and women entered the Lu family one after another.
These people are all important figures who stand at the pinnacle of power in the Xia Kingdom. They are either political figures, business tycoons, or generals from the headquarters. They would not appear in public easily, but because of Lu Zhengyu's invitation, they all came in person.
In the center of the huge courtyard, there was a huge statue.
"Is this the Suzaku statue that His Excellency the President gave to the Lu family?"
"Well, Suzaku is the patron saint of Taoism, which shows the Lu family's status in the Xia Kingdom."
"By the way, Mrs. Lu, oh no, it should be Ms. Fu coming tonight? I heard that after she divorced Mr. Lu, the two never met again."
Everyone was whispering as they walked inside.
Passing through the courtyard, we came to the main building of the ancestral house.
The hall has been decorated with brilliance, and various luxurious ornaments are dotted in every corner, showing a certain elegance in the splendor.
The uniformed servants shuttled back and forth, placing the best wine and snacks on the long table.
As time passed, more and more people came to the hall.
Lu Zhengyu, who was wearing a suit and ties, did not personally greet the guests. Although these guests all had extraordinary status, few could truly compare with him.
In the dressing room on the second floor, Shen Zhiyi sat elegantly in front of the dressing mirror, surrounded by seven or eight stylists.
Someone helped her put on makeup, someone helped her choose clothes and jewelry...
The door was pushed open, and Mo Chen strode in. Looking at Shen Zhiyi, who had his eyes closed and a lazy expression, his eyebrows could not help but frown.
"Are you really going to get engaged to brother Zhanbei?"
"yes."
As if feeling Mo Chen's disapproval, Shen Zhiyi opened her eyes and glanced at him sideways, smiling lightly, "Uncle Lu has even set the specific date for the engagement. Today we just announced it, Xiao Chenchen, the three of us grew up together. , now that Zhanbei and I are finally getting married, why don’t you give us your blessing?”
"Are you sure Brother Zhanbei has feelings for you?" Mo Chen's question was a bit sharp.
Shen Zhiyi shrugged disapprovingly, "Emotions can be cultivated day after day."
Mo Chen rubbed his forehead, walked behind Shen Zhiyi, and said slowly, "I don't know what happened between you, but one thing I know very well is that Brother Zhanbei's feelings for Linwanwan are definitely stronger than You think deeply.”
Shen Zhiyi raised her eyebrows, "So what, after all, only I can sit in Mrs. Lu's position."
"Damn!" Mo Chen tugged at his hair irritably, "Shen Zhiyi, why are you so stubborn?"
Shen Zhiyi let the stylist help her put on a pair of ruby earrings, with an unfathomable calm look on her face.
"You know my character. The people and things I believe in will never change again. Just save your breath."
"Ignorance!" Mo Chen was so angry that he remained silent for a long time, then strode away with these four words.
Shen Zhiyi smiled, looked at herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but touch her face.
"It's so beautiful. For Lu Zhanbei to marry me, it's definitely because of the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave."
All the stylists standing behind her couldn't help but twitch their lips. Miss Shen was by no means an ordinary narcissist.
However, she is indeed beautiful.
When Shen Zhiyi came downstairs and appeared in the eyes of everyone, the eyes of the big shots who were used to seeing all kinds of stunning beauties also lit up.