A sleek, black Rolls-Royce pulled up, coming to a stop outside the orphanage.
Director Zhang stepped forwards, respectfully opening the car door.
Immediately, a tall figure descended from the vehicle.
A powerful and noble aura permeated throughout the courtyard.
All those around held their breath in reverence, their gazes fixed on him.
Dressed in a tailored suit that accentuated his imposing figure, each gesture carried the air of a monarch inspecting his realm, both dominant and authoritative.
Xu Mushen got out of the car, his gaze calm and collected.
For some reason, amongst the crowd of people, his sight was locked onto a girl.
Her slender figure, hugging that child, isolated by a group of people, seemed especially vulnerable.
Hise eyebrows furrowed slightly, a touch of displeasure formed deep in his heart!
Their eyes met.
Xu Qiaoqiao immediately lowered her head, clutching her fists tightly.
She wished she could find a hole to hide herself in.
