Gu Xize stood in front of the restaurant, in front of a pink peach tree over two meters tall.
The New Year was approaching. The pink blossoms, symbolizing auspiciousness, perfectly contrasted with Gu Xize, who was clad in snowy white. The blossoms accentuated his youthful, striking figure.
A gust blew past the window, causing the flower branches to tremble slightly.
The short black hair of the young man fluttered gently in front of him.
At first glance,
he looked like a free-spirited and handsome youth, radiant as a jade tree facing the wind.
Yun Sisi, on the other hand, did not notice how stunning Gu Xize looked today.
On the contrary, Qiaoqiao, looking at Gu Xize's youthful and handsome appearance, worried: Such a cool, handsome man would surely bring many love rivals and troubles for their Sisi in the future.
Yun Sisi, wiping her tears, repeated, "Are you happy now?"
