Tian Siqi grabbed her gown tightly. She had especially borrowed a customized suit from the company's stylist today.
A customized gown was expensive.
Some cost hundreds of thousands.
Even better ones cost millions.
For example, the luxurious dress she was wearing cost a million yuan. Ever since she put it on, she had been careful not to ruin it. The brand would ask her for compensation.
At this moment, Tian Siqi was too vexed to care about this. Her gaze was fixed on Qiao Nian and Ye Lan in the front row.
She looked around but did not recognize Ye Lan. She couldn't help but turn around and ask the person sitting beside her in a low voice, "Do you know the person on the left in the first row?"
Tian Siqi was afraid that he didn't know who she was talking about. She endured the embarrassment and heat on her face and asked dryly, "It's the person sitting beside that girl."
