The underlying meaning of these words was evidently heard by others too. As a result, the glances that were cast over bore different implications—contempt, amusement, disdain, mockery, a slight scoff, indifference...
However, the young girl under such focused scrutiny remained composed and calm, her face so strikingly beautiful that it was hard to look away, yet with a detached elegance.
Many people prided themselves on their lineage, considering themselves superior.
But this woman exuded an innate nobility and grace.
Perhaps her origins were not genuinely noble, but her eyes and brows carried an aura of one who once held high status.
The nobility born of a privileged background seemed less awe-inspiring compared to this natural aura.
Xia Wenjin's gaze swept past without even glancing at Kang Xiaomin and Liu Xiuyin and said to the attendant, "Lead the way, or shall I go in myself?"
The attendant graciously said, "I will lead Miss Xia inside!"
