The banquet hall was filled with dazzling lights, and the sound of violins was melodious and pleasant.
Su Xingyu stood in a light blue sheer long dress near the glass curtain wall by the corridor, the cool night breeze blowing her long hair and the hem of her dress, making her look like a flower blooming in the dark night.
She raised her head, looking at the well-dressed man in front of her.
The man's tall figure cast a shadow over her, his voice cold yet magnetic: "You did a good job."
Good job? She let out a slight scoff: "Lu Shifeng, what exactly did you call me here for, to be a spectacle for this crowd?"
He frowned: "Why would you think that?"
