The hall fell silent.
Time seemed to stand still.
The sky full of fireworks, extravagantly romantic, were merely a backdrop behind him.
He drew closer and closer, revealing that face as handsome as a Heavenly God.
The dark blue haute couture suit highlighted his tall stature and long legs, exuding an aura of nobility. His starry gaze and sharp eyes, deep as a pool of ink spreading, reflected the twinkling stars and fireworks, drawing one into an inescapable reverie.
In his hand, he held a large bunch of gypsophila, as if he were the male protagonist stepping out of a comic.
Ning Xixi gazed at the approaching figure, feeling the left side of her heart suddenly begin to pound faster—
Ji Yebai.
It was Ji Yebai.
"Master Ji! It's Master Ji!" someone exclaimed, as if waking from a dream, and the entire hall erupted in excitement!
