Lin Chen possessed a slender build, and his stride already carried a measure of his father's imposing authority. He walked slowly past the tables, his hawk-like gaze causing the elite heirs present to lower their heads instinctively, not daring to meet his eyes. Walking beside him, Ma Yonghe held her chin high, looking proud and aristocratic.
"Young Master Lin, Miss Ma, you've arrived!" Dongfang Hao hurried to greet them, though his expression was somewhat awkward. Lin Chen merely nodded upon seeing him, his gaze bypassing Dongfang Hao to land on the seat at the head table. There, Chen Xuan sat composed and still, his expression unchanged by Lin Chen’s arrival. Qiu Yundai, Wei Chenchen, and the others secretly shook their heads; by not standing for Lin Chen, this kid was surely doomed tonight.
"Young Master Hao, what is the meaning of this?" Lin Chen frowned, an icy aura radiating from him.
Chapter 1109