"He's your father."
A female guest stood outside the door, strikingly beautiful and elegant. Many people, apart from Yuan Hui, were drawn to her.
What surprised Di Yao was that the dress the female guest wore was exactly the same as the light gauze dress Wei Xunzhou had bought for Di Yao on the day of the Ghost Festival.
However, Di Yao hadn't yet mustered the courage to wear it out.
The female guest showed no discomfort under the surrounding stares and whispers. She sat down by the window with complete ease, and as she sat, her gaze fell on Di Yao, and she gave a slight nod in greeting.
Outside the window, the winding emerald Wangchuan River presented a beautiful scenery, making the female guest appear even more serene and elegant.
Because of the dress, Di Yao kept an eye on the female guest. She noticed that when the guest sat down, the slit on the side of her dress opened wider, fully revealing her fair, slender legs.
Di Yao glanced at the men around who were staring greedily, fetched a thin blanket, and walked toward the female guest.
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