The villagers crowded at the village chief's doorstep, chattering incessantly, buzzing like a poke at a hornet's nest.
The midday sun undoubtedly added to the lively atmosphere at the scene. Some people directly said, "Wow, this is even more bustling than the New Year celebrations."
The heat rose swiftly, everyone was sweating, standing on tiptoes to look around.
From the luxury RV, akin to a royal carriage, a person finally stepped out.
To everyone's surprise, it was a young girl, seemingly in her early twenties, with long princess-like hair and a flowing dress, her face pretty. The presence of such a vehicle as a backdrop made everyone say, "Which family's princess is this?"
Gu Nuan looked on with the same questioning gaze as everyone else at the woman who got off the vehicle, of course, in her heart she might have been able to guess more than these villagers: It should be, the miss from the Yang Family, right?
And indeed it was Yang Zhilin herself.
