Leng Xu arrived at the banquet hall and stared at Xu Ling, who was still sitting there with her charm. She was elegant and clean. When she spoke, she had a slight smile on her face, giving off a warm and genial feeling.
The last time he accidentally found out that she had been keeping the books he had given her, he still remembered her embarrassment at that time.
At his age, more than fifty years old, it was not appropriate for him to do things that should belong to young people.
However, if she really wanted to find an old partner, then Xu Ling was undoubtedly the most charming one. She was also the one she knew the most about, so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable when interacting with him.
She was a very charming woman, but she had always been single and had never gotten married. However, she was not aloof and cold.