It was Sunday.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yuri, in a white silk cheongsam and a dark green cheongsam, drove by violet from the community to the imperial first restaurant in the capital.

The grand and elegant hall was full of guests, toasting.

The arrival of the two attracted many guests' strange eyes.

The people who could come here were either rich or powerful. Everyone wore famous brands and famous watches, and they were sent here by famous cars.

Although the cheongsam they were wearing had a good texture and shape, they were not from a big brand. Moreover, they came here in a Volkswagen worth about one hundred...