The chances of striking were too great
Editor: Atlas Studios
Nian Xiaomu was used to Yu Yuehan wearing a suit coupled with his cold and royal look while he sat in the limousine and dealt with work.
However, until today, she had never seen this side of him before.
She felt an extreme sense of alienation being beside him today without Xiao Liuliu accompanying him.
Even if he was dressed casually, he emitted a demonic charm in addition to his usual royal aura.
His face was defined and perfectly shaped. The corner of his mouth curved into an arc—it was a smile, yet at the same time, it wasn't a smile.
When their eyes met, she was stunned by his handsome face!
The next minute, he collected his gaze and took a glance at his passenger seat.
Just like the rest, Nian Xiaomu had been staring at him from the moment he appeared—of course, she had also noticed the black bag on his passenger seat.
Had he brought her a dress?