The banquet hall is styled like a Western palace, with bright yellow and white walls and ceiling, and thick cashmere carpet on the floor. Under the soft lighting of the hall, Song Tingting, wearing a light pink ancient-style Chinese long dress, looked graceful and bright, just like a lady emerging from the ancient Jiangnan water village.
Even Chen Shouyi couldn't help but lose focus for a moment, but he recovered quickly as it passed:
"What a coincidence, someone gave me an invitation, so I came to have a look."
Song Tingting was filled with surprise and didn't wonder how he got the invitation.
She wasn't planning to come today, but after dinner, she eagerly went to look for her senior, only to find he wasn't home. With her parents persistently encouraging her, coupled with her curiosity about the mysterious martial artists, she decided to come along.
She never expected to see her senior here.
"Is this your girlfriend?" The young lady beside her covered her mouth and laughed.
