Soon the door of the Range Rover opened and Zheng Wenting got down under everyone's scrutinizing gazes. Wearing a designer dress tailored out all in white, with a golden-hemmed pocket square and golden watch, he was looking no less than the prince who rides the white horse. Similar to any woman's prince charming from the dreams.
Seeing him like that, there was an uproar in the crowd. Though not on the same line as Feng Shufen, still the women of the city have never failed to admire other handsome men. Especially a man who has both a good background and looks like Zheng Wenting.
Since he has appeared late, people were curious to know what made him get late on his own engagement day. But before anyone could run to him to ask, he walked all his way to the Maserati that was parked behind. Getting on his all gentlemanly attitude, he opened the door for the lady and helped Wen Sying out.
