The dress has been kept at home and taken good care of by my eldest brother. Even if it is only kept for a few days, I am always worried that it will get damp and wrinkled, and that it will encounter the slightest accident and damage its precious value and gorgeous beauty .

Jiayi tried it on last night, and wore it again today, and she wanted to step out of her little nest, into the moonlight, into the light, and into people's sight.

The beauty of the appearance is the love of Jiaru, Clara and Ah Xiang. But the soft and smooth texture, the elasticity that does not restrict the movement when worn on the body, and the comfort that can be noticed in every movement, are the love of the person who bought this dress.

This layer of fabric is like a lover's hand, which can block the wind, keep warm and cover the body. At the same time, it is just comfortable enough so that you will not suffer from its beauty.

When Jiayi closed her eyes and walked, she suddenly felt the night wind coming in along her skirt, the coolness caressing her skin and making the dryness fade away. Soon the fabric fit her well, and the warmth drove away the coldness, and she felt at ease again. The evening

shoes that Brother Yue chose for her were flat, so she could hide her shoes in the light gauze, leaving only the tip of the shoe shining with starlight, looking ladylike and graceful. She could also walk briskly, showing off her slender shoe body, looking cool and beautiful.

Originally, Jiayi was very nervous because she had never attended a banquet and had never worn such a high-profile dress. She would be embarrassed to straighten her back, and she was also worried that her body would not be beautiful enough when walking.

But the dress and shoes were so beautiful and comfortable that they attracted most of her attention. As she gradually adapted to the new look, she gradually forgot her worries.

Wearing a light-colored suit jacket and holding the hem of her skirt as she walked through the community walkway, Jiaru couldn't help but say, "Big sister, you look like Cinderella."

This road and this community are not worthy of Big sister.

After getting into Mr. Guo's car at the door, Jiayi said goodbye to her sister who had sent her out. She hugged the layers of light gauze on her hem tightly and nestled in the seat, looking forward to her first party with both excitement and anxiety.

"All the items to be auctioned tonight are provided by TVB, including clothes and jewelry worn by female stars in movies, as well as some iconic small items. There are also fake guns and suits used by male stars, as well as some very commemorative props from famous dramas... Although they are not valuable, they will be auctioned at a very high price.

"Some female stars may persuade some wealthy people to bid high prices for things they used, in order to show their popularity and charm.

"There may be various situations in the evening. You don't need to do anything. You can be more free. I have ordered a very high standard for the buffet. You can try it."

Ada, a senior sister from the Public Relations Department who attended the party with Jiayi, introduced the process of the party to Jiayi and helped her relieve her tension. Then she said:

"Some rich people may be a little... well... as long as you don't beat or scold people, it's okay to be indifferent."

"OK, sister Ada." Jiayi nodded and smiled.

"By the way, you also have something on auction." Sir Guo suddenly said.

Jiayi raised her eyebrows.

"Do you remember Ye Yongqian? The robber king was very popular back then. The police tried to catch him for several years but failed. After you shot him dead, a director immediately wanted to film his story. Maybe it will be released this year. The rich hate the murderers of robbery and kidnapping the most. They will be very interested in your killing of the robber king. So we will auction the bullet shell of the bullet you used to kill the robber king Ye Yongqian. Of course, it is not the real one. The rich also know that. It's just a ceremony." Ada smiled.

"I understand." Jiayi made an OK gesture.

"After the auction of the bullet shell is over, the buyer may come over to toast you. Just take a sip of it out of courtesy." Ada added.

"OK." Jiayi nodded. She was told that she didn't need to do anything at the party, but in the end she still had to socialize with strangers.

But when she thought that the money from the auction would go to the police force...she just treated it as a job.

Because she is not a star, Jiayi did not go in to socialize like other stars and wealthy people after arriving at the venue, but hid in the backstage to watch the excitement.

She was obviously wearing an evening dress, like a star, but she was like an ignorant fan, secretly identifying the stars she knew.

In the future, we only see their old appearance, but now we can see them so young and so lively from such a close distance. Jiayi couldn't help but think that if she could travel back and forth, she would definitely go back to show off to her classmates and friends, and attend the party with these big stars.

After peeking for a while, I felt so useless. I took a deep breath and tried to maintain a reserved expression.

Finally, I felt that I looked a little bit decent. Then I couldn't help laughing. It was tiring to pretend. Being a star wasn't that good. I didn't feel comfortable at all. She even felt constrained when wearing pointed flat shoes. If she wore high heels and heavy makeup every day, it would be really hard.

I was thinking about it for a while, and suddenly I heard two new young artists passing by the backstage curtain, whispering as they walked.

"Did you see that super tall, young and handsome guy? He's the youngest son of the Gem King. His family has more jewelry than you can wear in your lifetime. You can wear bracelets all over your arms, like wearing armor. Isn't it impressive?"

"Are you stupid? How can you wear bracelets like that... But he is very handsome, much more handsome than those heirs of shipping tycoons and sons of winery tycoons."

"Tonight these rich people will bring their sons and daughters to make connections and pave the way for the future of the next generation. You have to be smart too. My seniors have told me that if I can help to persuade these princes to drink together, I can catch the eyes of the rich people. Do you know what I mean? A good wife..."

"Don't compete with me for that little son of the Gem King."

"Bah, it's yours?"

"Hey, he's coming over..."

The two of them suddenly stopped chattering. Jiayi secretly watched from behind the curtain and saw the two of them instantly raised their heads and chests, showing off their body advantages. The one with long legs stretched out a long leg, and the one with a thin waist twisted her waist to the side.

After watching this excitement, she leaned over to look at the handsome guy they were talking about, and was stunned the next moment.

The man walking towards the backstage had broad shoulders and long legs. He couldn't be seen in the past when he was wearing casual clothes, but when he put on a full suit, his body advantages were instantly shown.

The short hair that usually fluttered in the wind was neatly tidied up with hairspray, and the face that was as cold as a stern face also seemed a little gentler under the warm light.

Only then did she remember that she didn't know how many gem kings there were in Hong Kong, but Brother Yue was indeed the son of a gem king.

Just as she was muttering to herself, the curtain was suddenly drawn open, and the peeping thief was caught.

Fang Zhenyue immediately met Jiayi's lively expression with raised eyebrows, and his facial features instantly came alive. He raised his eyebrows slightly, curled the corners of his mouth, and whispered:

"I guessed that you must be hiding here."

He leaned over to look at the table and chairs beside her, and frowned again, "Why didn't you go get some cakes to eat first?"

"Can I still get cakes to eat?" Jiayi's eyebrows flew to the top of her head, and her eyes shone.

Fang Zhenyue was amused, and took her around the kitchen.

When Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue were secretly eating in the kitchen, she couldn't help but sigh: She was too honest just to peek at the stars.

...

When the party started, Jiayi could no longer hide in the kitchen or backstage.

Fang Zhenyue raised his arm towards her, and Jiayi took his arm, raised her head slightly, straightened her chest, and walked out with him to their seat at the round table.

Because they were late, many people couldn't help but look at the two of them. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty. There was a similar righteousness between their brows. They were a perfect match, but they seemed a little strange. They whispered to each other and asked about their origins.

"Sharpshooter", "Lucky Star Policewoman", "New Queen of the City", "Jewel King's Younger Son", "CID's Male and Female Detective", "Crime Nemesis", "Female Detective" and other words were quietly spread among the tables.

After Jiayi sat down, she still tried to maintain an elegant and upright posture. She felt very sorry that she could not be as casual as she was in the office.

But the feet hidden in the skirt could not help but quietly take off the shoes, and gained freedom and stretch.

The next auction stage basically had nothing to do with Jiayi.

She didn't need to persuade the rich to buy something she had used, nor did she need to hold up a sign to participate in the auction. She tilted her head and chatted with Ada who was sitting next to her.

When the auction was halfway through, she knew almost everyone present. The detective's sharpness and trained memory made it difficult for him to forget once he recognized it. Only then did she realize that Brother Yue's father did not attend the party in person.

Jiayi turned her head to look at the bored Inspector Fang, and she always felt that... he might have come to accompany her.

Is it too self-indulgent to think so?

She crossed her legs and began to lose focus on chatting with Ada about gossip, and her mind was frequently distracted. Until the auction host suddenly mentioned her name, she frowned and finally regained her mind.

"This sharpshooter is in the audience." The host suddenly reached out to the audience.

The spotlight immediately descended, following the direction of the host's finger, and fell on Jiayi's face.

The policewoman's skin is not as white and tender as that of the actresses, but her light wheat-colored skin is smooth and healthy, with a different kind of beauty from whiteness.

She raised her head slightly, with a distinct slender neck line, sitting straight, and when she looked forward with a dazed look, her aura unconsciously emanated from her. Although her face is immature and calm, there is also a kind of intimidation that does not allow people to approach her casually.

Many people followed the spotlight and looked at her smooth forehead, heroic and slender sword-like eyebrows, bright and clear eyes, straight and upright nose, plump and plump lips, and relaxed and serious sitting posture.

This female sergeant is undoubtedly very beautiful, with delicate features, and can withstand scrutiny. The seriousness that many people think is boring, combined with her soft and bright face and slender figure, actually gave birth to a new temperament.

It turns out that contradictory elements can collide to create such dazzling beauty that makes people unable to look away. So, everyone's eyes are glued to her eyebrows and eyes, and stay on the gentle but firm undulating lines of her arms. They look at her carefully for a long time and appreciate the special beauty that gradually radiates from her body.

"...This sharpshooter police detective ended the life of robbery king with one shot. Not only did he save his teammate's life and avenge the citizens who died in vain, but he also relieved the gold shop owners and bankers from their worries..." said the host.

Everyone then looked at the pair of hands that Yi Jiayi casually placed on her legs. The pair of slender and delicate hands had such lethality.

"...She helped O-Tribe to catch the drug lord who killed countless families and citizens. At the Hong Kong Police Force Commendation Conference last year, she was commended and recognized by the Chief Superintendent of O-Tribe. She was also the most respected detective in CID last year. Since last year, many people should remember her name..." The

host listed Jiayi's contributions and described an ordinary detective as a powerful superwoman who protects justice in Hong Kong.

In the eyes of the public, this policewoman who sat there watching everything with her eyes and nose suddenly became powerful.

It turns out that what defines a person is not a tough or delicate appearance, but her soul.

The rich were encouraged by the host and their blood was boiling. The bullet shell, which was known to be fake, was auctioned for the highest price so far.

Everyone was not after the deformed small piece of metal, but the desirable spirit.

The rich are already rich enough, what they lack is culture and spirit.

When the hammer fell on the table, 1.2 million Hong Kong dollars was pocketed.

Sir Guo raised his glass to Jiayi excitedly, and this contribution should be counted on Jiayi. Thanks to the existence of such "people whose stories are worth writing about", people like them have a reason to get money.

Jiayi raised her glass and clinked it with Mr. Guo's. She turned around and saw someone at another table raising a glass to her.

She nodded and raised her glass as well. After acknowledging these strangers, she clinked glasses in the air and sipped the wine in the glass.

On the surface, she remained calm. After being a police officer for so long, she still had some ability to do this. But she was so brave that she couldn't control herself. The excitement in her heart was revealed in the blush on her cheeks.

After she dropped her glass, the next item auction began. She finally touched her face quietly. It was so hot that she gritted her teeth in embarrassment and took a breath of cool air.

It seemed that she had participated in too few such big occasions. She couldn't be as expressionless as Jing Lu, who assassinated the King of Qin. She could only be the brave assassin Qin Wuyang.

Fang Zhenyue, who had been watching Jiayi on her left, and Mr. Guo, who was also watching Jiayi, noticed her little action and couldn't help laughing.

...

The highlight of the auction was a pearl necklace that a popular actress had worn in a wedding scene in a romantic movie. Although it was fake, the director had asked a jewelry designer who was a friend to design it himself, and the style was very beautiful.

After several rounds of fierce bidding, several wealthy men failed to take a picture of the necklace for their female companions, but it was taken by an anonymous wealthy man who asked a waiter to hold a sign on his behalf.

Although the wealthy men felt it was a pity, it was just a charity auction after all, so they didn't feel too sorry.

Next comes the social session of free dining and dancing, which is the main meal for many people who attend the banquet. Even the rich need to make new connections and constantly expand their wealth empire. As soon as the buffet table is set, everyone gets up and gets ready. Although

they hold plates and glasses in their hands, their eyes are not on the food, but on the people who are walking towards the food.

They quickly analyzed which ones were most useful to them and which ones were not so useful, and then attacked with purpose.

But Jiayi, who was among this group of people, was really there to eat.

She had already talked to the chef in the back kitchen. The freshly fried steak and the king crab legs that had just come out of the oven were must-eats. She had already started to crave them when she watched the chef cooking in the back kitchen.

When she walked over alone with the plate, Sir Guo saw that she was alone, turned around and glanced around. Most of the celebrities were good at dancing and were used to such occasions. They were always surrounded by many wealthy people. And many of those wealthy people knew each other, and they often walked towards the food in groups while chatting. Guo Yongyao was worried that Jiayi would feel uncomfortable because she was ignored, so