The lights in the studio seemed to gather around him. Some people are like that, born with the spotlight, automatically attracting everyone's attention.
It was as if the words "Pride of heaven" were engraved on him.
In the blink of an eye, the man more dazzling than the spotlight had already walked up to them. Without thinking, he domineeringly grabbed Chi Enen's wrist, his action swift, accurate, and fierce, like a lion declaring its ownership. Once he arrived at a place, he first used a possessive gesture to warn everyone.
"Chi Enen." Hoarse, low.
Startled by him grasping her wrist, Chi Enen had three black lines fall down her forehead, "Let go of me first, there are so many people here, it's not good for you to hold me like this."
"What's wrong with it? If I'm happy to hold you, I will hold you. Who dares to have an opinion?" Overbearing, arrogant, doing as he pleases!
