Si Yiyan stood in a corner of the banquet hall with a glass of champagne in hand. Standing in that corner gave him an unparalleled view of the entire banquet, including the eye-catching Wen Xinya who was weaving in and out of the crowd.
She exuded a great sense of confidence while smiling politely at the reporters. Her confidence matched her gold outfit and she was extremely eye-catching. It was as if nothing could take away her glory.
His girl was not a caterpillar which had grown into a butterfly, but rather, she was a rising phoenix that possessed immaculate glamor and resplendence.
Si Yiyan walked towards her slowly and handed her a glass of champagne. "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor to treat you to a drink?"
"Are you trying to flirt with me?" Wen Xinya questioned, gently swirling the glass of wine in her hands which were sparkling alluringly like red rubies.
Si Yiyan smiled and said, "Miss Wen, will you give me the honor to?"