"Find yourself a spot to sit for a while; I'll go greet some friends," Ye Yaxin said, then walked toward the distance.
Xiao Yifeng wandered around the hall by himself, looking at the exhibited jewelry and sampling some food, quite at leisure.
"Handsome, we meet again."
A sultry voice suddenly rang in Xiao Yifeng's ear, accompanied by a wave of fragrance. Turning his head, he saw a figure approaching gracefully, her face seductive and sensual. It was Mo Shumei.
"Damn, you change clothes pretty quickly," Xiao Yifeng remarked, looking at Mo Shumei and smirking.
"I've been wearing this dress all along," Mo Shumei responded with a look of surprise.
"Cut the crap. Weren't you wearing a white dress before? And you pretended not to know me, right? Why are you talking to me now? You don't have a split personality, do you?"
Xiao Yifeng was confused by the dramatic change in Mo Shumei's behavior.
With a coquettish smile, Mo Shumei's eyes shifted, "You must have seen my sister just now?"
