Three cars came to a stop here, and from the black sedan stepped a group of women clad in black leather jackets, their expressions as cold as frost. Following them, a captivating woman in a red gown alighted from the Maserati, and it was none other than Situ Luoyun.
Clad in a long red gown, her wine-red hair casually draped over her shoulders, her face adorned with an exquisite and seductive makeup. Purple eyeshadow, fiery red lips, voluptuous figure—she was dazzlingly radiant.
This woman's allure was in no way inferior to Yan Ling, and she even exuded a natural and noble air about her, like a queen reigning supreme, sparking in people the desire to conquer upon seeing her.
"This place is really bustling!"
Situ Luoyun's fiery red lips curved into a smile brimming with interest as she walked over.
"Miss Situ, what brings you here?"
Ye Luo raised an eyebrow, his gaze flickering with a hint of surprise as he watched Situ Luoyun, pondering something in his mind.
