Suddenly, Ye Mingyue jumped up.
Pointing at the entrance of the conference hall, she shouted, "Donghua, Donghua, come here, I see my dream guy!"
"You hopeless romantic, what dream guy? Get over here and help. Aren't you the party expert?"
Guo Donghua didn't even look up as he complained with dissatisfaction.
"Really, really, huh, wait a minute, the person next to the dream guy looks familiar. In the country, I think I only know Xiaoqing..."
Only then did Guo Donghua remember and, upon seeing the newcomer, remarked, "Oh, that dream guy, you shouldn't get any ideas. He's Xiaoqing's fiancé. He's been devoted to her for years; even when Xiaoqing went abroad, he didn't look for anyone else."
"Oh, my God, no wonder Xiaoqing didn't fancy anyone over there! Boohoo, she was hiding her Mr. Perfect all along and didn't tell me. That's not fair. Donghua, feel this—it broke my heart."
