The few of them turned around.
jiang lin pushed his wheelchair over, and the people around him automatically made way. the person in the wheelchair was elegant and noble, with an outstanding appearance and a gentle temperament.
The corners of his lips seemed to curve up slightly, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.
his eyes weren't sharp, and they were even warm and calm, but they had their own power.
the music was still playing, and the people dancing in pairs on the dance floor were not disturbed, but the corner was silent.
it was all because of the appearance of such a person who could not be ignored.
Xuan Siyun looked at the person in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time. Beside her, Yun Hui and a few other unfamiliar faces had similar reactions.
For a moment, Yun Hui and the few people beside him subconsciously took half a step back.
the man in the wheelchair did not even look at them.