The squeals around them almost broke through the roof, brought over by the crashing echo of the waves and the breeze of salty air. The cameras flashed even more brilliantly, and Ellen did not need his phone to know that all of this was going straight to the front of the entertainment page. Beside him, Sister Chen was so angry that she almost fainted straight to the ground.
However, it was as if Lu Yizhou could see no other than the man in front of him, his gaze was intense yet gentle at the same time. And coupled with his glorious silver hair and the fluttering cape behind him, he gave a strong impression of the king who had descended from his throne just to fetch his secret lover…
Ellen did not even realize he was gaping until he clicked his jaws shut. He swallowed, his throat awfully parched. The sense of déjà vu was getting stronger and stronger as a myriad of images flashed in front of his eyelids.