Qiao Qiao stood tall and proud, taking elegant steps up the stairs.
She wore a backless evening dress today, and Ye Xiandong's eyes were fixated on her back, intently watching her.
How had he not noticed before, that this woman had a bit of charm to her?
"What are you looking at?" Realizing that Ye Xiandong was daydreaming, Cao Shiyu pinched him.
When it came to men, even if she couldn't compete with Su Hongxing, she wouldn't lose to Qiao Qiao.
Ye Xiandong was enamored with her. After having her, he no longer behaved inappropriately with other women, she was confident about that. However, she didn't like the way Ye Xiandong was looking at Qiao Qiao just now, as if he was interested in her.
"Of course, I'm looking at you..." Ye Xiandong's voice gradually trailed off.
Qiao Qião hadn't gone far.
She stood at the entrance of the stairs, suddenly finding it hard to believe that this was the man she had secretly adored for years.
