Mo Ran sighed as he stood up from the table, he could say he was one of the most successful men in the country and worldwide but when it came to relationships…it was a different case.
He had gotten to Lixue room within the blink of an eye, he leaned against the wall it was only a matter of time before she got tired of him,
"Lixue…come out. It's time to go…"
Lixue opened the door and stepped out, her lemon-colored gown catching the morning light. The soft fabric clung delicately to her form, the slit at her leg revealing just enough to turn heads, and the ruffles along the slit added a dramatic elegance that made her look like she'd stepped out of a painting.
Mo Ran froze in place. His sharp, calculating demeanor softened as his eyes trailed over her. For a man who always prided himself on his self-control, this was a moment of rare vulnerability.
