Chapter 169

"Emily, you're so breathtaking today I can't look away." Daniel Chen gazed at her with burning intensity, admiration dripping from his voice. "My parents will be completely charmed by you."

Mia Harris leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, deliberately putting on a stern face. "What, isn't our Emily beautiful every day?"

Daniel immediately flustered. The confident host who could captivate thousands on stage now stumbled over his words. "N-no, Emily is always as lovely as a painting. But today, she's especially radiant."

Only then did Mia curl her lips in satisfaction.

Emily Smith felt her ears grow hot under his scorching gaze. "We should get going," she murmured softly.

Daniel naturally took her hand, and after saying goodbye to Mia, they left together.

She carried a light-colored Lady Dior bag that perfectly complemented her makeup and outfit. Mia had insisted she take it, saying it was a shame to let such a beautiful bag gather dust in the closet.

In the elevator, Daniel took the gift bag from her hand, his brow furrowing slightly. "I told you not to bring anything."

"It's our first meeting. I wanted to show my sincerity." Emily blinked at him playfully.

"You're amazing. They're going to adore you." He gave her palm a reassuring squeeze.

The Golden Pavilion was Jinzhou's most renowned fine-dining restaurant, elegantly decorated with an air of sophistication. Emily's calm composure wavered the moment they stepped inside.

"Don't be nervous," Daniel whispered close to her ear, his warm breath brushing her lobe. "My parents are very easygoing."

Just then, William Johnson entered the restaurant, guided by a server. His gaze landed on the intimate pair ahead, and his eyes darkened instantly. His steps faltered unconsciously.

At the private room's entrance, the server knocked lightly before opening the door. Mr. and Mrs. Chen were deep in conversation but looked up at the sound. The moment they saw Emily, surprise flickered in their eyes.

"Dad, Mom." Daniel led Emily inside, their hands still entwined.

"Mr. and Mrs. Chen, I'm Emily Smith." She greeted them gracefully, her voice steady despite the drumming of her heart.

Mr. Chen studied her discreetly before giving a slight nod. "Have a seat."

Mrs. Chen, however, stepped forward eagerly, taking Emily's hands to examine her up and down. "Daniel has excellent taste. Such a lovely girl."

"Mom, when have I ever let you down?" Daniel smirked proudly.

"Yes, yes, you're the best." Mrs. Chen shot her son a mock-scolding glance.

"Mrs. Chen, you have such elegance. I'd love to learn from you." Emily smiled gently.

The atmosphere remained warm throughout the meal—until Mrs. Chen suddenly excused herself. "Emily, would you accompany me to the restroom?"

"Of course." Emily agreed readily.

The moment they stepped out of the private room, Mrs. Chen's smile vanished. She abruptly released Emily's hand.

Emily froze, staring at the sudden coldness in Mrs. Chen's expression. A heavy weight dropped in her chest.