Ye Chen turned his head, his eyebrows raised as a glint of sharpness flashed through his eyes at the sight of the approaching Shen Junru.
A delicate lady of grace, draped in an elegant Cheongsam, her figure alluring and poised, her smile blooming like a flower, her voice melodious and soft.
The red Cheongsam highlighted Shen Junru's charm to the fullest.
Seeing the surprise in Ye Chen's eyes, a hint of pride flickered through Shen Junru's gaze.
A woman dresses to please the one she fancies; it seemed her efforts today had not been in vain.
"Miss, you've arrived."
Li Yue watched Shen Junru approach, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes as she spoke with a smile.
Ye Chen's lips curved into a mischievous smile as he chuckled, "Who was it that begged for mercy the other day, saying they wanted little Yuanyuan to accompany me? Are you going back on your word now?"
Shen Junru's cheeks flushed, and she shot Ye Chen an annoyed glance.
