The gathering had moved to an even fancier restaurant, which offered better privacy.
Upon entering, there was an overwhelming sense of lavishness, as if one were steeped in opulence.
Inside the private room, the long table was decorated with considerable taste.
Xue Man had just walked in and greeted a few foreigners with cheek kisses before taking her seat politely.
Lin Zhiyi followed silently, and just as she took a few steps, a tall figure suddenly blocked her path.
"Hi, miss."
At the sound, Lin Zhiyi looked up and found, to her surprise, one of her favorite Italian designers.
Mark.
A traditional and common Italian name derived from the Bible.
Yet his designs were innovative and striking.
It was said that all his designs were inspired by his own muse.
He seemed to be a man devoted to his passion.
As Lin Zhiyi looked at the person greeting her, she felt unexpectedly flattered and was about to shake his hand when he unexpectedly hugged her.