From afar, she saw Huo Qinglin surrounded by a group of wealthy young men, his face alight with triumph.
Lin Banxia curled her lips slightly, no doubt he thought that after successfully proposing tonight, he could take the deed in her hands and revel in his accomplishment.
It was, of course, necessary to celebrate in advance.
"Qinglin..." Lin Banxia had already approached him, softly calling his name.
Huo Qinglin turned around, his gaze flashing briefly with amazement.
Lin Banxia had an excellent foundation—her skin was naturally snow-white, her features delicate and petite, teetering between innocence and allure. Especially after applying makeup, her whole being radiated an innate seductive charm. Those almond-shaped eyes, dark and slightly upturned, carried a subtle flirtation with even the most casual glance.
