Madame Ye couldn't help but chuckle. Taking the exquisite brocade box from the server, she asked, "What is it? So mysterious?"
She released Ye Anran's hand and opened the red brocade box. Inside lay a golden bracelet, crafted from pure gold with a delicate and elegant design.
Madame Ye froze and looked at her daughter. "Ranran, how did this bracelet get here?"
Ye Anran, unaware of the bracelet's significance, replied, "Mom, I don't know. Whose bracelet is this?"
Madame Ye was taken aback and looked at Ye Anran in surprise. "Ranran, even though you've lost your memory, how could you forget this? This bracelet was a gift from your grandmother. She personally had it made for you when you were learning to dance. Although the craftsmanship is from many years ago, it's still very beautiful, very delicate, and suits you perfectly."
Ye Anran's expression faltered. She wasn't the real Ye Anran, so how could she know about this?
"That's not right," Madame Ye said, looking at her. "Isn't this bracelet kept in the safe at home? How was it sent here? And you always treasured this bracelet, never allowing anyone to touch it."
Ye Anran was also puzzled. Was this some kind of prank?
"Miss Ye, we heard you are a prodigious talent in dancing. You're leaving tomorrow, can you dance a piece for us all?" someone in the crowd incited, their voice clear and resonant with a hint of provocation.
Ye Anran: "..."
While she could dance, she wasn't as good as the real Ye Anran.
Ye Anran turned to look at the man in the crowd, smiling as she said, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today. I'll dance another time if there's an opportunity."
After all, no one would dare to make things difficult for her.
However, the man was insistent and continued, "Miss Ye, are you feeling unwell, or are you afraid to dance?"
This person was none other than Xu Muqiao, who had arrived early.
Ye Anran didn't recognize him, thinking he was just another guest for the evening.
Hearing his extremely sarcastic words, she frowned, looking at the handsome man before her. She furrowed her brows, her voice tinged with displeasure, "What does this gentleman mean by 'afraid'? Does feeling unwell mean being afraid?"
At other banquets, she would certainly dare to dance, but this was a Ye family event. Many people in the Ye family had seen the real Ye Anran dance. It would be remarkable if she could capture even a fraction of its spirit.
"I heard Miss Ye has lost her memory," Xu Muqiao said, as if kindly offering a way out.
Ye Anran looked at him strangely.
Madame Ye, not wanting her daughter to be embarrassed, smiled at Xu Muqiao and said, "This gentleman, my daughter lost her memory due to a car accident and forgot many things. Look, she even forgot the most important bracelet her grandmother gave her. The after-effects of this car accident are truly worrying."
Xu Muqiao's gaze flickered as he looked at her. As a mother, could she not even recognize her own daughter?
No wonder Ranran was unwilling to return all these years. If her father hadn't suddenly decided to groom her as the company's heir, she wouldn't have suffered this misfortune.
Director Ye looked at the outstanding young man before him, his taste in clothing impeccable, and curiously asked, "May I ask which family's son you are, sir?"
Xu Muqiao smiled and introduced himself, "I am Xu Muqiao."
"Oh! Truly anyone can say anything these days, speaking such incomprehensible words," Madame Ye was quite speechless. Did she not recognize her own daughter?
Director Ye pondered, but still couldn't quite figure it out.
"Let's go, Ranran, Father will take you to the stage to introduce you to everyone."
Ye Anran nodded obediently and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Dad!"
Director Ye smiled; his daughter seemed much warmer now.
On the high platform, Director Ye spoke at length about the Ye family's rise to prominence. After concluding, he grandly introduced his daughter, "Now, please welcome the Executive President of our F Country branch."
Warm applause erupted from the audience.
Ye Anran, in a black gown, walked with an elegant, refined, capable, and beautiful demeanor. Under the dazzling lights, she slowly approached her father.
Ye Anran smiled charmingly at everyone. Just as she was about to deliver her remarks, a furious roar suddenly came from the audience: "Ye Anran, you demon!"