The man who got out of the car was wearing a hand-tailored black shirt with a seven-star logo on the golden cufflinks. His pants were ironed without any creases and his short hair was parted to the side. His well-defined face was like it was carefully carved by a master craftsman. It was so perfect that people could not look away.
Chu Li looked at the tall man walking over. Compared to three years ago, he looked much colder and the aura around him had changed drastically.
He was so strong and cold that no one dared to approach him.
Chu Li had seen his figure in the hotel elevator last time. At that time, she had thought that it was just someone who looked like him.
In her heart, Lan Yue was ultimately a poor boy from a closed and poor tribe. It was impossible for him to have such a strong aura.
But this time, he appeared in front of her.
Who else could it be but Lan Yue?