Mu Yazhe's eyes glinted at this man's invasive stance, his defensiveness heightening.
In contrast, the woman stifled a gasp when she saw that handsome face. For a while, she could not speak!
Gong Jie stood at the exit to the aircraft; his military trench coat fluttering in the wind. His snow-white army boots complemented his entire outfit as his silvery-white hair flapped about on his well-chiseled face.
The aircraft descended slowly and sent billows of strong wind across.
The guests either froze in place in their shock or gathered about brimming with curiosity; their heads looked up at the figure who seemed to have descended from above!
"Who is he?"
"Oh, gosh. Isn't that a military helicopter? Where did that guy come from?"
"Who exactly is he? He's so good-looking!"
"What a beautiful man! Look at his eyes; they're so mesmerizing!"
