The person who was walking over was none other than George.
He wore a white shirt with beautiful embroidery emblazoned across his left shoulder to the waistline. It was as if someone had accidentally knocked over a paint palette on white canvas with great flair.
His fitted suit pants outlined his long slender legs. His shirt was half tucked in, while the other half hung down casually, highlighting the perfect proportion of his body.
This outfit might look pompous on others, but on him, it was a most fitting expression of his casual aura.
His features were extremely prominent. The evening breeze tousled his chestnut hair, which covered his azure eyes slightly, giving him a more gentle and charming look.
Ning Li had not expected to see George here.
"Why are you here?"
'Shouldn't he be in the Capital or out of the country by now?'
