Many famous personalities were expected to attend the President's banquet. Gu Ruochu was dressed up grandly. She had hired a professional stylist to pick out her outfit.
The entire process had gone smoothly. The stylist had made sure that Gu Ruochu was properly dressed.
Gu Ruochu had opted to wear a black dress for the event. Although she had looked good in a red gown, it would have been too flamboyant and ostentatious for such an occasion.
She also felt uncomfortable in her new high heels. Rong Xiao sat on the office sofa and flipped through a magazine while waiting for her. Originally, he had not received an invite for the President's banquet. However, thanks to Gu Ruochu, he would finally visit the Nine Dragons villa.
Just thinking about it made him very excited. After all, the Nine Dragons villa was a difficult place to visit without an invitation.
"How is it? Does it look good?"
Gu Ruochu was a little conflicted. She kept tidying up her dress in front of the mirror.
Rong Xiao raised his eyes and gazed at her with an uneasy look. "Why are you nervous? Aren't you the famous Madam Huo?"
Gu Ruochu did not know why she had suddenly become nervous. The stylist smiled at her and said, "Madam Huo, you're going to the President's banquet. There's no need to keep such a low profile. We've styled several young ladies before, so I think you're a little bit too plain."
Rong Xiao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, which made Gu Ruochu give up on her desired appearance. "All right, just do whatever you want."
Gu Ruochu was finally ready to cede control to the stylist.
When she looked at herself in the mirror again, she was wearing a dress with several layers of white Muslin covering her ankles.
Her hair was tied up, and a few strands of curly hair were dangling on her forehead. Her exquisite makeup made her look much more energetic, and it enhanced her natural beauty.
The stylist had a satisfied look on his face. "Madam Huo, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
Gu Ruochu was embarrassed to receive such high praise from a stranger.
After Gu Ruochu was done working on her appearance, Huo Nanchen arrived to pick her up. He carried her out of the second floor because the hem of her dress was too long.
Gu Ruochu was worried about his wounds, but she could not persuade him to let her walk down the stairs.
He had changed into a white suit, and it matched the color of her dress.
The suit on Huo Nanchen's body made him look elegant, and he exuded an attractive magnetism.
He had insisted on carrying Gu Ruochu to prove that he was still as strong as he used to be.
However, Gu Ruochu did not anticipate that there would be so many people at the door. The president had sent a special car for them, and a few imperial guards were standing by the side.
As Huo Nanchen carried her down, many people were watching her. Gu Ruochu tried to ignore them, but their jeers made her blush.
The couple was truly pleasing to the eye.
If she had known that everyone would stare at her, Gu Ruochu would not have let Huo Nanchen carry her down. She wrapped her arms around his neck in shame and buried her face onto his shoulder.
"Why is Madam Huo so embarrassed?"
Huo Nanchen did not restrain himself. He pressed his lips against her ears and whispered, "Why are you shy? What are you going to do at our wedding?"
"Hurry up and get in the car. There are so many people watching," Gu Ruochu urged him desperately. She was relieved when they finally got into the car.
If it were not for the fact that the wounds on Huo Nanchen's body had not fully healed, Gu Ruochu would have beaten him to death.
"Ruochu."