Xia Yinian blinked and withdrew her gaze.
"Does Nian Nian also like such parties?" Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from beside her.
Xia Yinian realized that someone had quietly sat down inside beside her.
The small two-seater sofa wasn't big, and she deliberately sat on the outside to avoid others joining her.
Unexpectedly, during the time the lights were turned off, someone silently slipped in and successfully sat inside.
Xia Yinian quickly reacted, moved outward a bit, and then turned her head to look at the person sitting inside.
The lighting here was already mediocre, and inside it was even dimmer.
Seeing his attire, she immediately thought of someone.
That very avant-garde makeup artist, white T-shirt, jeans shorts, frameless glasses, and a very fashionable hat.
Today, everyone attending the party dressed formally. The man in front of her was decent, not wearing a suit but a shirt, albeit short-sleeved.
