"Xu Xingluo!"
"Xingluo!"
"I saw on the news that you were coming back; I didn't expect you to be on tonight's flight. You've been gone for several months, such a heartless little thing."
Qiao Xi watched as those men, who had seemed indifferent before, all stood up to greet Xu Xingluo at the door. A flash of amazement crossed her eyes — so this was Xu Xingluo.
Even more beautiful and charismatic than she appeared on the big screen, she was a sight to behold just standing there.
Like a white swan on a nocturnal lake.
Pristinely elegant yet captivatingly charming.
Everyone flocked around her, asking all sorts of questions.
She seemed destined to be doted on and adored by everyone, clearly a girl raised in an affluent environment, unreasonably perfect.
"Brother Jing!"
"Brother Zhou Yu!"
Xu Xingluo politely greeted each one in turn.
At last, her gaze rested on Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi.
"Brother Xingzhou."
Her voice was gentle and infinitely enchanting as she called out.
