Ten minutes later, a group of seven or eight people arrived at the hotel's business hall reception room.
The carved double doors opened, and the sight inside took Xia Siyu and the others by surprise, causing them to forget themselves.
Who had brought the fashion week here?
The business hall, big enough to accommodate a meeting of fifty people, was filled with various types of gorgeous attire.
There were mermaid dresses, evening gowns, and countless men's tailcoats and suits.
Xi Luo leaned against the door, eyes sweeping over Song Liao and the others. "After all, it's a noble dinner, you kids can't dress too... understated."
For a European dinner, one must dress to the nines – it's an unwritten rule of etiquette.
Xi Luo smiled slightly, adding, "If you want to wear the clothes you brought, that's fine, but I guess you didn't bring a styling team. Everything is prepared inside, so don't be shy, kids."
