Ming Ge's body stiffened slightly, and her neck turned over stiffly and mechanically.
In her eyes, a figure was reflected.
The man had unusually forsaken his usual classic combination of a pure black suit and white shirt, opting instead for an elegant leisure suit in white. It made his tall figure seem even more slender, and the delicate ankles peeked out beneath the white trouser legs.
The whole person looked suddenly several years younger—not that he looked old to begin with. A man in his twenties with a beautiful visage that mesmerized the world could hardly be associated with the word "old." It was just that he usually dressed in a mature and reserved style, but now he resembled a handsome young college student.
The man's lovely ink-black hair hung slightly, his complexion was fair, his nose high, and his thin lips were like soft, red petals, beckoning every ray of the brilliant sunshine to kiss them...
Ming Ge was taken aback with force!
