(Apologies for the late update due to unforeseen circumstances. One more chapter for today. From tomorrow onwards, aiming for a stable update of three chapters)
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A stop was put on the youthful expression of Dahlia Sanders as a sudden chill caused her to shudder. She turned to look at the person who had just arrived with a rigid face, muttering, "Beau Yost?"
"Ha ha, call me by my name. That way, we feel more like friends. I like making friends with the young. Their active thinking and vibrant youth make me feel younger," Beau Yost nonchalantly approached, with a genial and intimate smile. He then turned his gaze onto Yves King and, half-jokingly said, "Dahlia, your mom told me you came to accompany a classmate for a concert? This classmate of yours seems quite mature, huh?"
