Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

the weather is nice today.

Rose Mansion looks even more graceful and luxurious under the soft and bright sunlight, like a palace from a fairy tale, quietly waiting for a feast to begin.

Qiao Nian followed him and stood at the steps, waiting for the man in the suit in front to communicate with his companions.

"The person Miss Eleanor ordered to be brought in."

"Is there an invitation?"

"No."

"It won't work without an invitation."

"You can contact Miss Eleanor."

The security guard wore a headset and looked up and down with vigilant eyes. Qiao Nianshi stood at the steps and glanced at him.

From the guard's perspective, he could only see the woman's face, still beautiful in profile.

He raised his hand to signal the two of them to wait.

"Let me confirm first."

"ok."

The man in the suit took a step back, indicating that he was free.

The guard quickly walked to the side to contact Eleanor. He didn't know what Eleanor said, but he turned back after a while.

This time the guard was much more respectful. He stepped out of the way, bent down and made a gesture: "Please come in."

The man in the suit did not go in, but stood there and said to Qiao Nian: "I will send you here."

"Thanks."

The woman's voice was polite and she wore a casual look. She lifted up her skirt and walked past the guard at the door into the magnificent mansion.

Qiao Nian walked into the mansion and saw that the center of the hall was shining brightly under countless crystal chandeliers.

The tabletop was covered with white satin, with delicate lace inlays on the edges, and a garland woven of fresh roses and green leaves was placed in the center. On the table, the silverware gleams and the bone china tableware is immaculately white. Next to each set of tableware is a beautifully folded napkin with a delicate rose pattern embroidered on it.

Around the banquet hall, the walls are covered with oil paintings by famous artists from past dynasties, each of which seems to tell a different story.

Soft classical music flows slowly in the air.

Carefully prepared dishes were presented one by one by the waiters, from appetizers to exquisite main courses to sweet desserts.

The guests chatted, laughed and toasted together, and the atmosphere was warm and warm.

At least a hundred people were present here, wearing various evening gowns and holding champagne to greet each other. Finding someone in such a social occasion was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After Qiao Nian came in, she consciously took a glass of champagne, took a symbolic sip, and walked to the corner.

Her black velvet dress did not stand out among the guests, even too low-key.

But her temperament is so unique.

Even though Qiao Nian didn't talk to anyone after coming in, and walked straight to the corner, she couldn't block the gaze of countless pairs of eyes along the way.

She was used to being looked at, so she didn't react much. She found a relatively quiet corner and leaned against it. Her eyes hidden behind the black veil quietly looked at the people attending the banquet.

From the time she came in until now, she hasn't seen anyone she knows.

Not to mention the people she suspected here, even the Moody, Shadow Ten, and Eleanor whom she had met before were nowhere to be seen and had gone somewhere else.

Qiao Nian lowered his head and frowned slightly. He touched his pocket with one hand and found that he was wearing a long skirt with a wide bust. The scowl in his eyes became thicker and his red lips were drawn into a thin line.

She took a deep breath and suppressed all her emotions under her dark eyes. She turned her head slightly and continued to observe the guests.

…

The second floor of the terrace of Rose Mansion.

The spacious terrace is brightly lit. Leaning against the glass fence and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the banquet below. (End of chapter)