Qiao Qianmo was completely shocked.
It was a black helicopter!
The helicopter slowly landed on the open ground in front, its rotors stirring up a powerful wind.
Amid everyone's disarray in the wind, the cabin door opened.
A tall, noble and reserved young man jumped down from it.
His chiseled features, each one, like the most perfect work of God.
The black tie at his collar danced in the wind.
Unruly and handsome.
His eyes, like the vast sea of stars, swept over the crowd, finally settling on Xiyan.
Then, he walked forward with his long legs.
This person.
This person is Ou Jue!
He walked up to Xiyan nonchalantly, gently stroking her hair, "Have you been waiting for me?"
Xiyan let out a soft hum, "You're five minutes late."
His tone was light, but upon closer listening, there was a hint of coaxing, "The traffic was too congested, so I had to change my mode of transportation."
Everyone: "......"
Another mode of transportation means coming by helicopter?!!
