Many people came and went in the banquet hall, and there were countless handsome men and beautiful women like them mingling around. They attracted attention when they entered, but nothing particularly special.
Perhaps when people saw Eleven's long legs, an understanding was conveyed through their stares that suggested, "So, Jin Xiangbei's taste is just like this."
All men are the same, after all!
Eleven nestled in his arms, seemingly affectionate, and once people realized she was not Yao Ruoshui, they all assumed she was one of those women who were merely playing games in social appearances, no different from those brought by the other pampered young masters.
Jin Xiangbei was more than comfortable in such a situation. He lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Are you afraid of being photographed and having to answer to Gu Liancheng?"
Eleven lowered her voice: "Since you know, don't make it difficult for me."
"Of course I won't make things difficult for you..."
