As she turned around, she walked straight into Yun Mo's embrace. The high heels in her hand slipped to the ground while receiving his affectionate gaze.
And their eyes met.
His eyes were as clear as a mirror, yet as deep as the sea.
They reflected her delicate figure.
They also displayed his fiery glow, shining brilliantly, dazing her.
He lowered his gaze, studying her elegant white mermaid evening gown before finally resting it on her face.
An elegant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Qiaoqiao, you're so beautiful today."
She let out a soft giggle and slowly closed her eyes.
...
The gala was nearing its end, it was already past midnight.
Qiao Xiaon'an woke up amidst the soft feeling, one of her arms exposed from under the covers. She turned to her left, only to find emptiness.
On her left, there was no sign of Amo.
She lifted her head and looked around. Only dim floor lamps were turned on in the room.
