The stage lights were very bright, and today was the first time Yu Zhen had seen this man in person—
Originally wearing a well-tailored suit, his jacket was somehow off, leaving him in a white shirt and black pants, accentuating his lean and prominent figure.
This was the most excessively pale-skinned man she had ever seen.
It was close to eleven o'clock, the time when the sunlight was at its hottest, pouring in from the windows of the Exhibition Center. The blazing sun couldn't take away the biting coldness that enveloped him.
Cold, sharp!
His features, exquisite and wild.
Briefly meeting his gaze, Yu Zhen was already so scared her legs felt weak.
She instinctively tried to break free from his tightly clasped wrist, but the man's hand felt like an unbreakable shackle.
Fear and helplessness grew from her heart. She used all her strength to try to escape, but in the next second, he released her hand—
"Bang—"
She fell straight to the ground again!
