Immersed in the dramatic plot of the "CEO's Wife-Chasing Crematorium," Crisp heard a clear and magnetic male voice by her ear.
Instinctively, she looked up in the direction of the voice.
Then, her heart skipped a beat at that moment.
He stood at the boundary between the shadow and light of the booth, his caramel-colored turtleneck sweater seemingly absorbed all the surrounding light, appearing warm and profound.
Handsome appearance and tall stature.
An impossibly clean demeanor.
He was looking gravely at Sister Qingqing at the moment.
So...so handsome!
Crisp's mind was screaming frantically.
But what shocked her even more was Sister Qingqing's reaction beside her.
The one who was just a moment ago exuding a powerful aura, commanding the scene, now had a face full of panic as if thinking "I'm dead."
Crisp's brain was running at high speed, a ridiculous yet extremely logical thought boomed in her mind!
Her eyes quickly scanned the newcomer:
