Leng Youchen stood up without answering her question. He gestured for the etiquette to help her put on a coat and glanced at his watch, "We should go, we're running out of time."
Xiao Yu smiled sweetly; there probably isn't a woman who doesn't like pretty clothes. If she knew this banquet for her was a trap, she'd never go even if beaten to death.
But now, she was just happily thinking that the reason the stars on TV shine so brightly is because of being adorned with such stylish clothes and accessories. Even ordinary people look stunning once made up.
They got into the car, and Xiao Yu held a handbag from a certain luxury brand as she nervously looked at Leng Youchen, "President Leng, what kind of banquet are we going to that even the female companion needs to be so formally dressed?"
Leng Youchen glanced at her; this girl had no scheming, and he felt somewhat guilty, "Tonight, you are the protagonist."
Xiao Yu was surprised, thinking she misheard, "What?"
