"Goodbye, my dark knight~"
...
That was the saying.
But Lin Xian had never actively wooed a woman at a banquet before.
Every time he attended a dinner in the East Sea, it was with Zhao Yingjun, and he was basically locked down, without opportunity or the idea to pursue it.
The only two times he was invited to dance, once was when Zhao Yingjun actively invited him, and the other was rudely interrupted by Zhao Yingjun.
Angelica had already skillfully disappeared into the crowd.
Such occasions were her home field, both on and off the stage.
Perhaps for Angelica, there was no distinction between on and off stage in life. She was always acting, constantly performing, a female supply agent in the movies, and a female special agent in reality.
Perhaps the only truth for her was the years spent by Ji Lin's side; watching her favorite little brother grow up, seeing the little boy in her arms develop into strength and wisdom; this was Angelica's only reality...