"Chuckle!"
Lin Wanwan was happy and was about to be sarcastic toward him.
Suddenly, that feeling of being stared at was here again… it was exactly the same as in the afternoon.
She turned her head, guarded, and nearly screamed out of shock!
Without her knowing since when, she found a man standing behind her.
Under the dark night, he was like a statue standing still, without any sense of existence.
"Who are you?"
"Sorry to have disturbed you."
The man bowed his head. Following this movement, the silent and gloomy temperament immediately turned graceful and elegant. His voice was like fallen snow, pleasant and magnetic.
He spoke Xia language fluently and was very likely from Xia country.
Lin Wanwan didn't say anything. She squinted her eyes slightly to size him up.
The man looked young, approximately twenty-five or twenty-six years old. From his customized suit, one could tell he was extraordinary.
