"Holy shit, it really is Sheng Yi!"
"Wasn't Sheng Yi not coming tonight?"
"Who said she's not coming?" Just as everyone was picking up their cameras to start a frenzy, a woman's voice came from behind.
Liu Ru, in a sharp women's suit, stood there with her arms crossed: "Our Sheng Yi never said she wasn't coming, please don't speculate. We're just a bit late, sincerely sorry for making everyone wait."
Everyone: "..."
Even though it was a long wait, it was definitely worth it.
Under everyone's gaze, Sheng Yi was now holding up her gown, standing in the center of the red carpet.
That was the most photogenic and noticeable spot.
Even the proxy photographers all picked up their long-focus cameras and started snapping frantically at Sheng Yi standing in the center of the red carpet.
Such beautiful pictures, whether heavily edited or raw, were destined for the trending topics, and each one could sell for money.
"Sheng Yi, look this way," shouted one of the photographers.
