Forbidden Love 041_1

The music was halfway through when Jiang Xi reached the front of the T-stage. She placed her hands on her waist, rotating 45 degrees to the left and right, her chin slightly lifted, and she turned back with a smile.

Awe-filled gasps echoed around.

The schoolgirl sitting next to Rong Nian excitedly stomped her feet, "Little uncle, did you see that? This model is incredible, I just ran into her in the restroom."

"Quietly watch the show," Rong Nian said, his hands resting on his knees slightly clenched, a heat he himself had not noticed in his usually aloof eyes.

For that moment, he was no longer the aloof buddha-like figure that looked down on all beings; he had fallen into his mortal world, his desire fully ignited.

Rong Shu curled her lips disdainfully.

Little uncle always seemed like the aloof buddha-like figure untouched by the dust of the world; who knew what kind of woman would be able to move his heart.