The time moved to the evening of the next day, with the diplomatic banquet set at the Salt City Conference Center, showcasing the importance the higher-ups placed on this meeting.
To avoid attracting too much attention, Jiang Tong chose a gown in shades of gray, adorned with a few tiny diamonds at the hem, dazzlingly beautiful. Her usually high ponytail was let down, cascading behind her.
Only a few loose strands drifted around her ears, and she wore just a light makeup, as a heavy makeup would only steal the show given the dress's simplicity.
Beside her, Qiao Mou also wore a light gray suit, with that same pair of gold-rimmed, non-prescription glasses on his face.
Jiang Tong glanced at a certain cultured scoundrel next to her and naturally took his arm.
"Wiya sent me some information earlier; the Julia you offended at the boutique is the main dancer at tonight's diplomatic banquet. She probably has a special relationship with the organizers."
