Today, Yinyin wore a stunning tight red evening gown embroidered with subtle patterns at the bust and hem, boldly extravagant. Her long, slightly curly hair draped elegantly over her pale shoulders, accentuating her fair and delicately alluring face, which was concealed by a Silver Fox mask, making her both dazzlingly beautiful and profoundly mysterious.
Yinyin recognized her car, walked a few steps toward it and, opening the door, she bent down and sat inside, "Mr. Qiu is really punctual."
Qiu Le's gaze was fixed on her, unable to look away, he sincerely complimented, "Yinyin, red really suits you."
Yinyin's exposed clear eyes twinkled. She smiled but said nothing.
The banquet was held at Hanshan Club. The two showed their invitations to security and entered together.
The entire club was extravagantly reserved by Yingli'an, resplendent in gold. The guests, in suits and lavish garments, were all leading figures in the industry.