Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!

Chapter 1025 - 407: I Arrive as Promised (Part 3)

Shen You’an smiled and nodded, "I came as promised to the banquet."

Wei Lai looked at her deeply, "Miss Shen, does our agreement still stand?"

Shen You’an raised an eyebrow, "Of course."

"Once you cross this door, there’s no room for regret anymore. Are you sure you’re mentally prepared?"

Shen You’an didn’t answer him and walked straight in without a hint of hesitation.

Wei Lai sighed, resigned, and followed her in.

The atmosphere in the hall was harmonious and joyful, with acquaintances catching up and new connections being made—it was an excellent social occasion.

At first, not many noticed the young lady who walked in; it was Yan Lu who spotted Shen You’an first and exclaimed, "An’an!"

This drew everyone’s attention, and they all looked towards the entrance.

For a moment, countless eyes from upstairs and downstairs focused all at once on the slender figure at the doorway.

Yan Lu thought she had mistaken someone else, but after looking closely, the appearance and aura were unmistakable.

Yan Lu stood up excitedly and waved towards Shen You’an, "An’an, it really is you."

Shen You’an looked at Yan Lu and smiled slightly.

There were quite a few familiar faces at this banquet.

Yuan Tingfang almost dropped her teacup; it wasn’t a hallucination—Shen You’an was really here.

But how could she be here? She had nothing to do with the Yu family, couldn’t even compare to Yu Ruohuan, how did she get an invitation?

Xue Lan said, "She’s with Housekeeper Wei, how strange."

Jing Zhan was equally shocked, "Is this a place for someone of her status to be?"

Liu Runxi never missed a single brainstorming session she attended; she had seen Shen You’an steal the show on the program. Online, quite a few people secretly shipped her and Liu Runxi, which made Jing Zhan insanely jealous. She spent quite a bit of money hiring Hei Shui Army to smear Shen You’an, but it had no impact on Shen You’an’s public perception, and it nearly drove her crazy.

Unexpectedly, Shen You’an dared to come to the Yu family’s banquet—how did she get her hands on an invitation?

Leng Yunyang was leaning against the railing and saw Shen You’an at first glance; his pupils contracted slightly. He turned instinctively to look for Liu Runxi, nudging his arm.

When there were many people, Liu Runxi would put his book away. Though he loved to study, he never stood out in a crowd, and discreetly tucked himself away in a corner, lost in thoughts.

Bumped by Leng Yunyang, Liu Runxi instinctively looked up; Leng Yunyang signaled for him to look downstairs.

Liu Runxi’s indifferent gaze swept downwards from above.

The next moment, he was no longer calm.

Liu Runxi suddenly stood up, hands on the railing, leaning his whole body forward as if to get a clearer view of the figure.

Helian Yu was talking to Wei Zhuhua, and Mei Qingdai was sitting beside them, holding a child, occasionally looking down to tease the child—the atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

Yu Ruohuan’s chest ached and she couldn’t help but cough a few times, unscrewing her water bottle to take a sip of ginseng tea, her gaze passing over the swaddle in Mei Qingdai’s arms; a cloud of darkness flashed in her eyes but disappeared again when she looked up.

She noticed Liu Runxi’s commotion and frowned instinctively; Liu Runxi was always as indifferent as if trying to achieve transcendence, she had never seen him so openly emotional before. Yu Ruohuan’s curiosity was piqued, so she stood up and went to the railing, wanting to see which big shot had arrived that had shocked this transcendental person.

Gu Bichen was inseparable from her and naturally followed suit.

With excellent eyesight, Gu Bichen recognized the person downstairs at a glance, feeling puzzled—what’s Shen You’an doing stirring up trouble here?

He mentally cursed, turning to look at Yu Ruohuan beside him.

Dechang Building was too large, with a significant distance between the upper and lower floors; looking down from above, the person at the entrance was a faint silhouette.

Yet the person’s aura and presence were so outstanding, that even from a long distance, they could be recognized at a single glance.

A person Yu Ruohuan couldn’t forget even if they turned to ashes.

Shen You’an!

A slap landed heavily on the railing, laden with deep resentment and hatred.

Leng Yunyang and Liu Runxi both turned to look at her.

Leng Yunyang was baffled—what had suddenly infuriated Yu Ruohuan?

Whereas Liu Runxi’s gaze was cold, tinged with a subtle mockery, skimming over Yu Ruohuan’s face.

For a moment, Yu Ruohuan felt a chill down her spine, akin to an invisible blade pressed to her neck, yet she didn’t think much at the time, consumed by hate; her attention was wholly drawn to Shen You’an’s sudden appearance downstairs.

Shen You’an, you’ve walked right into my trap.

Yu Ruohuan’s mouth twisted into a cold smile, her right hand subconsciously moved to the left sleeve cuff, where a trace of silver light flickered faintly, murderous intent hidden within.