"You designed this for me yourself?" Jian Tangtang looked at Bai Yicha happily, his eyes were full of emotion.

"I'm going back to China this time because I don't trust you, and because I want to accompany you in the entertainment industry and be your behind-the-scenes stylist. But even if you have chosen to give up everything in the entertainment industry, I will still design clothes for you." Bai Yicha saw that Jian Tangtang liked it, a smile bloomed on his clear lips, like a handsome young man, facing the wind like a tree.

Jian Tangtang couldn't help looking at her carefully, and nodded with a smile: "Chacha, you look quite handsome in this outfit."

"Okay, don't be poor. I know whether I'm handsome or not. Sit down quickly. I'll give you a styling. In two hours, we're going to the banquet." Bai Yicha said, pushing Jian Tangtang to the sit down.

Between the two laughing, time slipping away between the fingers, Bai Yicha gave Jian Tangtang a soft curl of seaweed, and then elegantly rolled up her hair, with two strands hanging down naturally on both sides of her forehead, on Yurun's lovely earlobe. With a big red gemstone earrings, the design is simple, but very attractive.

Jian Tangtang couldn't help but look left and right, a sense of pride grew from the bottom of my heart for having a young girl in my family. I didn't expect that Bai Yicha's design skills would be so amazing after studying abroad all these years.

Bai Yicha looked at the meticulously dressed Jian Tangtang with satisfaction, and made a gentleman's invitation gesture, "My beautiful princess, do you have the honor to dance tonight?"

"Don't be poor, it's getting late, let's go quickly!" Jian Tangtang stretched out his hand and placed it in Bai Yicha's palm, the two looked at each other and smiled.

……

Yurong Banquet, located in the most luxurious winery in the center of Binjiang, is an annual international feast that attracts many celebrities.

Outside the crystal palace-like hotel, there is a lot of traffic coming and going, looking around, various luxury cars pass by, and there are compliments and polite chatting and laughing everywhere.

Among the many luxury cars, an extremely ordinary black Mercedes-Benz stopped slowly, and a handsome man in a white suit walked out of the car leading a girl in a long crimson dress.

It was Jian Tangtang and Bai Yicha.

The people who came and went frowned slightly in thought, and after confirming that there was no such a number one person in their memory, they all looked away.

The invitations to the imperial feast are all issued by the Si family, and the people who can get the invitations are either rich or expensive, even if they are sitting in an ordinary Mercedes-Benz car under 100 million, they can't make fun of it at will.

Under the sky full of stars, the lights are bright.

"Let's go." Bai Yicha shook Jian Tangtang's tense and sweaty palms, stepped on the soft blanket, and walked in.

"Hello, please show your invitation letter." A serious staff member wearing a black suit and earphones stopped Jian Tangtang and Bai Yicha.

Bai Yicha immediately handed out the golden invitation letter from his bosom, and after the person confirmed it, he let go of the blocking hand and let the two of them in.

An invitation letter invites only one person, but if the person is male, he can bring a female companion.

Therefore, this is another reason why Bai Yicha wants to cut off the threads of troubles.

Because of this invitation letter, two women cannot participate at the same time.

The melodious sound of the cello came from the banquet hall, the orange lights shone on people's faces, and everyone smiled politely.

Jian Tangtang followed Bai Yicha into the banquet hall. The strength of the Si family was highlighted in this banquet. There were bodyguards in black standing every three steps on both sides of the hall. Under the thick black clothes, there were explosive muscles. .

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