The man standing beside Xia Wanyuan was dressed in a black suit. His handsome facial features were deep. Just standing there quietly made one feel a strong pressure.
The light from the palace outlined the man's outline even more clearly. That handsome face was Jun Shiling.
The originally busy entrance of the palace had completely fallen silent.
The moment that arm touched her, Xia Wanyuan knew who it was.
Her body was more familiar with Jun Shiling's approach than her rationality.
She looked up and met Jun Shiling's deep eyes. Those eyes had once been filled with flowers and storms, but at this moment, they were as quiet as a dead sea without any fluctuations.
The reporters were stunned for a moment before they reacted. The most explosive news had appeared tonight.
Flashes kept flashing, and shutters rose and fell.
Watching Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling look at each other, Yu Qian narrowed his eyes and retracted his hand.
