"N-Ninth master..."
The plane had just taken off with a jolt when Lu Changchuan saw Rong Qian with a hesitant expression.
It looked like something serious had happened.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Changchuan took the tablet handed to him and his gaze froze for a moment.
A dark-toned photo, at first glance, appeared dark yet beautiful.
A full moon, a black night.
In front of a restaurant with bright and clean windows.
An embracing handsome man and beautiful woman.
Beside them was the black lamp post in front of the restaurant door.
The dim light from above shone down, making the couple embracing by the streetlamp look exceptionally romantic and captivating.
Wanwan's face could not be seen, so it was impossible to know her expression.
But the man holding Wanwan had a deep expression and gentle eyes, as if at that moment he owned the whole world.
The scene was so beautifully composed that it could easily be mistaken for a poster of an idol drama.
"N-Ninth master..."
