Before her eyes, an extraordinary scene seemed to appear. Mu Liang performed a passionate tango on stage, a strong beam of light casting upon him, his allure and elegance shining brilliantly. In the whole world, there was just that one beam of light, that one person.
Qiao Xia gazed at him, infatuated. Mu Liang bit a red rose, elegant and alluring, approaching slowly as if he were her Prince Charming, traversing through a millennium of time, dancing through the years, to stand before her.
A red rose, you are my only one.
Everyone was captivated by their dance. The vast banquet hall became their stage, as if in the world there were only the two of them. No one else could step in. Such fierce, such intense emotions, filtering through a red rose, bloomed in the banquet hall.
The entire place was filled with the sweetness of love.
