Song Yan looked over at her, and Jiang Yinrong was wearing a silvery-grey sequin dress that night, her hair done up in a bun, making her look youthful and energetic.
Then Song Yan withdrew her gaze and glanced down at herself.
She arched an eyebrow.
Quite the coincidence.
They'd dressed the same again.
Song Yan had chosen a mermaid-style starry v-neck slip dress for the evening, her hair loosely curled over her shoulders, the subtle v-neck perfectly displaying her collarbones. With the light shining on her, she was absolutely dazzling.
Jiang Jingnan had told her to keep a low profile recently and that it would be best not to go out until things had been resolved.
The reasoning was certainly right.
Being in the spotlight at the moment, she should have been acting discreetly, keeping her head down.
But there she was, still so bold and unrestrained.
"Yinrong, why are you still speaking up for her? Aren't you being too kind?" Shi Hui muttered discontentedly and softly.
