Liu Yanxi's arrival seemed to bring the evening banquet to its first climax. The frenzy of camera shutters made everyone in the Biyun Building feel as if the entire scene was trembling. Stepping out of a white BMW 747, Liu Yanxi looked like a princess from medieval Europe, dressed in an exquisite light rose gown adorned with intricately sewn lace. The intricate designs were worth as much as crystal diamonds.
Yang Chen watched her gracefully walk into the building, smiling and greeting the fanatical crowd outside. He couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Being a star wasn't easy, and it was even harder for a born actress like her. To anyone watching, she seemed like a humble and courteous lady, nothing like the diva who had thrown a tantrum in his office the previous day.
