On the other side of the phone, Meng Chuan's voice was hot and urgent.
It felt as if he were sitting right next to her, blowing air into her ear, making her heart itch.
Upon this thought, Yang Yuelian couldn't help but ask:
[Hmm... What are you up to?]
Meng Chuan replied without hesitation:
[Come!]
[... then should I go find you?]
[Okay, I'll meet you at the foot of the mountain.]
After hanging up, Meng Chuan couldn't hide his smile, revealing a look of anticipation.
His dance moves were wide and expansive, while Yang Yuelian was even more brightly captivating.
So, if he went to the Yang Family, Meng Chuan might feel restrained; it was more suitable to call her to Lishan Mountain...
...
Time flowed silently amidst the intense applause.
Meng Chuan looked at Yang Yuelian, who was lying sideways on his shoulder, her exquisitely beautiful face like a flowing moonlight.
Hoo—
Meng Chuan let out a long breath, feeling relaxed and open-hearted.
