It's the first time Jiao Yang has formally invited her like this. If Luo Xiaoqian changes her mind now, it's clearly lying, so she has no choice but to agree to attend the banquet.
After finishing her work, around four in the afternoon, Luo Xiaoqian drove back to Lakeside Villa.
She found a not-too-flashy silver-gray evening dress and put it on, accessorized simply, slipped on high heels, and turned to go downstairs.
As she opened the door, she saw Jiao Yang lazily leaning against the car.
"Jiao Yang?!" Luo Xiaoqian was a bit surprised, "How did you know I live here?"
"There's always a way to find out what I want to know." Jiao Yang straightened up, smiled, and looked her up and down, "The evening dress is beautiful."
At this moment, Luo Xiaoqian also noticed his outfit. Jiao Yang was wearing a silver-gray suit too, unexpectedly matching with hers.
"Where's Mo Mo, isn't he here?" Jiao Yang glanced at the door behind her.
