With every step he took toward her, her heartbeat quickened a fraction more, and by the time Leng Zimo stood right in front of her, Luo Xiaoqian's fingers had begun to tremble.
He stood so close she could clearly smell the familiar scent of chocolate on him, and Luo Xiaoqian's heart uncontrollably started to race.
Suppressing the urge to pull her into his arms and hug her tightly, he lifted his right hand toward her.
"Luo Xiaoqian, congratulations!"
At the sound of his voice, she lifted her face to look at him.
His gaze was gentle, filled with a touch of encouragement, as if to tell her:
Don't worry, I'm here for you.
Her panicked heart suddenly settled down.
"Thank you!"
She smiled and extended her right hand, gently shaking his.
Countless flashes flickered, capturing this moment.
"Let's all take a group photo!"
