The person dubbed the "savior" by Qian Yu did spark some curiosity in Jiang Ruan.
Striding forth in her high-top Martens, she headed straight towards him.
Upon entering the hall, the first thing that caught her eye was a gentleman draped in a white shirt and black pants. The handsome Song Yan, with his graceful demeanor, dominated her view. And there was no need to further comment on Song Yan's looks or persona.
Then.
Her gaze slowly shifted in another direction.
Behold a heap of...
Fluorescent pink.
Jiang Ruan: "......"
Was she going blind?
Seeing her, the man in question excitedly ran toward her, rubbing his hands and cheerfully proclaiming, "Lass, we meet again. It's been barely two hours. Destiny, ain't it?"
Jiang Ruan: "...What on earth are you?"
Why was this bloke still haunting her?
