The Glass Man

That same day, the plane arrived in Jing.

The weather in Jing was not particularly sunny. It appeared to be a little cloudy, and the air quality was poorer.

In the airport's arrival hall, there was a slim woman in a light gray windbreaker and sweatpants. Her beautiful eyes were like a painting. She was just standing there, but she had become the brightest existence in the entire hall. Anyone who passed by her, be it men, women, old, and young, spared her more than a few glances. There were eyes of desire, praise, and jealousy, but her eyes were ultimately fixed on the exit. She was waiting for someone. She was waiting for the one she loved.

"Sir." When she saw her sweetheart, a smile blossomed on her face. At that moment, it was as if flowers bloomed all around her.

"Xiaoxue." Wang Yao quickly went to her and held Su Xiaoxue in his arms.

"What the heck?"

"That man isn't even that good looking!"