The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 388

Chapter 388: Chapter 364: Understanding Each Other_1

Seeing Xiao Yeyang approach, the crowd instantly buzzed with excitement.

For the common people, the chance to see an official was rare, let alone a member of the Imperial Family.

Many young maidens in the crowd, just like Daohua and others who had come to join in the fun, lowered their heads shyly when they saw the tall, handsome and imposing Xiao Yeyang.

Some bolder ones, priding themselves on their good looks, lifted the veils in front of their hats and gazed at Xiao Yeyang with sparkling eyes.

“Look quickly, the Little Prince seems to be looking at us.”

“Really? Let me take a look… Oh my, it’s true, he’s looking our way.”

“Sister, with your stunning beauty, the Little Prince is definitely looking at you.”

“Stop talking nonsense~”

Listening to the blushing giggles of the girls in the front, Daohua, standing behind with Dong Yuanyao and Su Shiyu, exchanged silent glances.

Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang standing in front of the box and said indifferently, “That guy sure knows how to attract a crowd.”

Dong Yuanyao took over the conversation, “Isn’t it obvious? With good looks and a fine family background, not just butterflies and bees, even caterpillars would dare to approach.” After she finished speaking, she swept her gaze over the maidens ahead, looking as if she was comparing them to caterpillars.

“Pfft~”

Su Shiyu couldn’t help but burst into laughter, and Daohua was also amused.

From the front, Xiao Yeyang’s gaze occasionally swept over here. Although Daohua was wearing a veil, he recognized her at a glance.

“Little Prince!”

A sudden exclamation interrupted Xiao Yeyang’s gaze.

Xiao Yeyang turned his head and saw it was Dong Yuanxuan and Yan Wenkai, among others: “What brings you here?”

Yan Wenkai immediately responded, “The Glass Factory’s grand opening is such a big occasion, how could we not come?” After speaking, he gave Xiao Yeyang a sly wink, “Little Prince, we don’t have much silver, could we perhaps have a look at that free glass tea set…”

Xiao Yeyang smiled faintly and pointed to the lottery box, “Then it’ll depend on your luck.”

Yan Wenkai hesitated, murmuring, “Little Prince, we’re all so familiar, don’t you think you could…”

“Nope!” Xiao Yeyang’s refusal came without hesitation, “Go ahead and draw. Don’t block the people behind you.”

Yan Wenkai, resigned, turned back to see Dong Yuanxuan and the others before stretching his hand into the box. In no time, he pulled out a number and stepped aside.

“I wonder if my brothers will draw anything?”

Seeing her own big brother start to draw, Dong Yuanyao craned her neck in anticipation.

Daohua said, “I’ve told you not to get your hopes up.”

Although she didn’t know how Xiao Yeyang would handle the drawing, she was certain the complimentary glass was not meant for them.

Su Shiyu’s expression changed with surprise, “Could there be foul play even in front of so many people?”

Daohua laughed. The tricks of a drawing, there were too many ways to manipulate it covertly.

Soon, it was Daohua and her group’s turn.

Dong Yuanyao pushed Daohua to the front, urging her to draw first.

Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang standing in front of the box.

Xiao Yeyang gave her a faint smile, raised his eyebrows at her, and said in a low laugh, “Miss Yan, happy birthday. I wish you draw a lucky number.”

Daohua didn’t say a word, her hand already in the box. She hadn’t even started to grab when a piece of paper fell into her palm. Her heart stirred, and she quickly withdrew her hand with the paper and moved aside.

At this point, Yan Wenkai and the others had recognized them and instantly gathered around.

“Big sister, have a look, what number did you draw?”

Daohua was about to open the paper but stopped upon seeing them: “I’m waiting to see it together with Yuanyao, Shiyu, and little sister Yihuan.”

Yan Wenkai was speechless: “Do you really need to look at a piece of paper together?”

Daohua nodded, “Yes, we do.”

Shortly, Dong Yuanyao, Su Shiyu, and Yan Yihuan joined them.

Dong Yuanyao asked, “Yiyi, what’s your number? Mine’s seventeen.”

Su Shiyu said, “Mine’s forty-seven.”