章節 1792: Sis, sorry I am late! (3)

On his end, the young man did not seem the least bit bothered by his scrutiny as he walked toward the woman.

After he safely landed on the ground, the helicopter slowly rose and hovered thirty meters above them. It was not in a hurry to leave, and instead, it rained flower petals over them.

"Why are there so many rose petals?"

"Wow! Oh, gosh! What a beautiful sight! It feels as if we're standing below a flower rain!"

This romantic surprise astounded everyone present.

Amid the waves of exclamations and dense petal rain, he smiled and took slow, measured steps toward his sister.

The woman's heart skipped a beat and then started to pound erratically at his abrupt appearance.

It was only when she saw him clearly standing before her that she regained her composure. She blinked. A line of tears then formed a streak down her face.

Mu Yazhe frowned as he watched her reaction.

His suspicion bleeped in his mind again.