A golden mask inlaid with beautiful peacock feathers.
Chang Shang held it in her hand and observed it for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll put it on and try the effect."
"Sister Xin, I searched for this mask for a long time. It will look great on you."
While Alan was speaking, Chang Shang had already put the mask on her head, revealing only a pair of crystal clear eyes.
Chang Shang took out the mirror from her handbag and checked it, and nodded with satisfaction. "Alan, your mask is here, wear it for me to see. Oh, by the way, the makeup artist hasn't left yet, let them do it for you too.
Shape."
"Ah, no need, right?"
"Yes, yes." Chang Shang became interested: "I must. Let's all dress up beautifully and have a good night of indulgence tonight to welcome my 20th birthday."
Shang Shang and Alan were sitting in the car, and the sapphire red Cayenne slowly drove towards the coast.
Two people were talking and laughing in the car.
Alan made a phone call. "Sister Xin, they said they won't wait for us and will get on the ship first. We will contact you on the ship then."
"Well, okay."
The city's nightlife has just kicked off.
The dock is filled with light.
The sea breeze was slightly cool, blowing the skirt up slightly. Chang Shang calmly covered the hem of the skirt with her hands to prevent it from being exposed.
Countless luxury cars were parked at the pier, and the attendants at the pier, wearing crisp shirts and white gloves, were politely directing the scene.
A luxury cruise ship is close at hand.
One by one, the glamorous, handsome men and beauties walked towards the beautiful cruise ship.
Chang Shang and Alan also put on their masks, took out their invitation cards, and slowly headed towards the luxurious yacht.
"Here we come." Someone on the distant cruise ship held a telescope and accurately captured the beautiful woman wearing a golden peacock mask and a violet knee-length skirt.
Chang Mian sat on the couch and winked at his men: "Go and greet him."
"Hey, here comes another one."
Chang Mian raised his eyes slightly: "Why is there another one?"
"Master Chang, here comes another woman wearing a violet knee-length skirt and a golden mask. Well, there is a slight difference. There are no peacock feathers on the mask."
"Anyone dares to wear different clothes?" Chang Mian's face turned dark immediately: "No one is allowed to get on the boat!"
Lan Ya smiled evilly: "It's too late, people have already gone up and down the elevator. Chang Mian, you have to be discerning and don't recognize the wrong person when the time comes."
Hearing this, Chang Mian held the wine glass and said, "It doesn't matter if you get on the boat, I have my own way."
Then he stood up and strode out.
Chang Shang and the others were still on the shore. Before they went up, someone checked the invitation card and even scanned the whole person up and down with an instrument to make sure there were no dangerous items or other prohibited items. The waiter politely let them go.
"The inspection is so strict. I don't know who is holding this masquerade party." Chang Shang muttered, and Alan shook his head: "I don't know either."
The woman passing by took a catwalk and interjected: "I heard it was a masquerade party held by a rich young man for his girlfriend's birthday party."
"What a coincidence?" Alan was excited for a moment and smiled broadly: "Sister Xin, it turns out you are not the only one celebrating your birthday tonight."
Standing on the elevator, Chang Chang lowered her eyes and looked at the neon night view of the city on the shore. Looking from a distance, the row upon row of large and small buildings shone with unusually brilliant light.