The grand gala was about to begin.
Due to the high standards of the gala, over the years that it had been hosted, only a limited amount of people would be invited to participate in it. To the high-class society, the banquet was mysterious and special, and many viewed being invited as a prestigious matter.
Therefore, with Wen Xinya's reputation causing a ripple effect, the gala was well-known to many people. Not only did the elite pay attention to it, but even the media also started to report on it.
Si Yiyan stood in front of Wen Xinya and placed his hands around her neck, hanging a pearl necklace on her neck. "There will be many attending the gala in their own beautiful attire, and the necklace to pair with your outfit is enough to make you stand out among the rest."
As Si Yiyan's fingers slid along her smooth, silky skin, and felt her shuddering slightly, his eyes began to sparkle.
