Except for Fu Sichen, who looked a little grim, the woman beside him left everyone gaping, each person frozen in place—
What have I just seen?
You're not going to have us "silenced" for this, right?!!
What kind of drama is this!!
…
Jiang Mian had changed into a black, ombre, strappy gown, her black, slightly curled hair held back with a hair tie forming a knot, with the delicate lines of her shoulders and neck, and a faint red mark at the back of her neck seemingly hidden yet tantalizing.
Three minutes later, everyone took their seats.
Lin Chuan and a few others were still unable to regain their composure.
They exchanged looks with each other—
"You be quick and spill it."
"What's going on here."
"Jiang Mian and Captain Fu, it couldn't be some kind of quid pro quo, could it?"
"Goodness gracious, have I stumbled upon some unspeakable secret?"
