The wait for the girls was very long, making Wu Jian realize why they had begun getting dressed so early in the morning even though the party was to be held later tonight. Wu Jian had entered the reception hall when the sun was still low in the sky. Now it was hanging above their heads, a sign of afternoon, and the girls still weren’t present.
Father must have been feeling impatient too. His arms were crossed, eyes closed, and expression composed… but he was tapping his foot against the floor, a sure sign of impatience.
The doors eventually slid open, four people stepped into the room, and the words that had been on Wu Jian’s lips dissolved before he could utter them.
As a growing boy, Wu Jian had become more enthralled with Wu Meying and Hou Jingshu as time went on. He had even begun h
