H-Holding Hands?

The man wore a gray slim-fit suit. His collar revealed his inner white shirt and the shiny, black buttons on the sleeves gave off a cold light.

The VIP room was spacious enough to gather all the relatives and friends around, but as the man entered the room, the room seemed to become so small and crowded as though it was not enough to contain the aura he gave off.

Ning Yaohua's arrogant expression was petrified as if he could not believe his own eyes. "Lu... Lu…"

He was so shocked that he could not say the next word after "Lu".

The relatives from the two families who had mocked Ning Xi just now were now silent. They could not believe that the person who only existed in legends and casual chats, who was so high and mighty that even prestigious families like them might never meet him even once in their life, had just appeared before their eyes...