Ye Linlang’s eyes widened in disbelief, and her expression turned ice-cold.
Her originally pale lips instantly turned pale.
To think that... the person Jiang Miaomiao was waiting for was really him.
So, even if she had made such a prediction, when she really saw that youth here, she was already in such a sorry state that she couldn’t control herself.
..
Ye Linlang bit her pale lips tightly, afraid that she would reveal her emotions if she was not careful.
Qi ran.
Jiang Qi ran.
The youth that she dreamed of in the middle of the night.
..
It turned out that Jiang Qi ran was really no longer the youth from the past.
He had become taller, his facial features had become more heroic, and his aura was even stronger than before.
That face was still clearly defined, as if it was the most favored work of the creator. His nose was tall, his lips were thin, and his eyes were so cold that it made people fear him.
