Under everyone's gaze, the door of the banquet hall opened. An Jichuan, who was wearing a black custom-made suit, appeared in front of everyone.
The man was dressed entirely in black with a perfectly ironed white shirt underneath. He was tall and handsome, his facial features well-defined.
His dark eyes were like a deep pool that seemed to be able to suck one's soul in.
All the women who saw An Jichuan could not help but feel their hearts beating faster.
Such a man had an irresistible charm. They could not help but be mesmerized by him.
The next to appear was Shen Ranran. She wore the most custom-made white floor-length gown. Her hair was high and she wore a sparkling diamond crown. She also wore embroidered white gloves on her arms.
She gently held onto An Jichuan's arm and lifted her chin slightly. She looked elegant and noble like a princess with a European style.