Beside him was Han Luoqi, wearing a white floor-length gown. Water diamonds tastefully lined the slit between her legs, sparkling brilliantly as she walked gracefully.
Just as Ye Xixi thought, she was a breathtaking beauty, elegant and dazzling. Yet, the seductive arch of her eyebrows hinted at deep calculation and sharpness, clearly someone not to be trifled with.
But the more it was like this, the more it spurred Ye Xixi's desire to challenge. Didn't he boast she wouldn't even need to make a move to defeat? Why not take the initiative and test the opponent's strength first?
With this thought, Ye Xixi, holding a high-ball glass, pretended to be drunk, pushed through the crowd, staggered, and lunged toward Han Luoqi.
"Ah—" The elegantly arriving Han Luoqi hadn't expected to be hit head-on by someone, let out a scream, and quickly stepped back, randomly grabbing a handkerchief from a nearby table to wipe her evening gown.
