His lips were stained with red wine and it curled into a mischievous yet alluring smile.
His slender fingers held the wineglass, and elegant light reflected off his nails.
He stretched out his other hand and adjusted the black-framed glasses on his nose. He stretched out the wineglass and said to her in a different voice, "Beautiful girl, why are you feeling down? Can I have a drink with you?"
Su Yue's mouth widened in shock and her eyes were as large as saucers. But she wasn't really shocked. She was just… pleasantly surprised.
Was she dreaming? Was she dreaming?
Immediately, tears welled up in her eyes. "Uncle… Uncle Ming…"
Was it really him?
Could the man standing before her really be Uncle Ming—the man she was missing just a second ago?
The man walked over and raised his eyebrow. "Is this a huge enough surprise for you?"
