Regarding Zhao Yaqian owning a Hermes, she approached it with suspicion and scrutiny.
But towards Lin Muxue, who exuded a refined air, she simply couldn't muster those feelings.
This meant that the Hermes carried by Zhao Yaqian must also be authentic!
For a moment, a great sense of unreality surged, blurring her vision.
Sitting next to her, Zhang Lili looked with surprise at Chen Yue's slightly trembling hands.
Then, from her own bag, she pulled out a paper invitation and handed it to Zhao Yaqian in the passenger seat.
"This is the introduction to tonight's event, hosted by the Yan Province Medical Aesthetics Association. My mother's friend, Wang Yu, the executive vice president of the association, is in charge. Besides many beauty enterprises attending, there will be renowned experts and professors from the medical and aesthetic fields. For you, it's a great entry point."
