"Seems like I am not the only one who is feeling down."
Ye Jie stilled for a moment before turning around. Earlier, he was so lost in his thoughts that he did not sense anyone's presence nearby.
He found his heart skipping a beat when he looked at the woman standing behind him. Dressed in a simple white sleeveless gown, her short black hair swayed along with the pace of wind, the purple highlights at the tips of her hair were a contrast to her white dress.
Large doe eyes that held the innocence of a newborn fawn, yet there was a contrasting sly smirk on her lips.
As she smiled, dimples appeared on her cheeks.
"You are…?" He asked as he snapped out of his daze.
…
Back to the hall, while Mo Yuhan was discussing something with Ethan, he did not notice a certain someone observing him from a distance.
