Wen Jing was also captivated by the man on stage, she was quite infatuated, though not to the point of excitedly standing up.
She pulled An Ruo down, teasingly smiling at her, "Sister An, you couldn't have fallen in love with him at first sight, could you?"
An Ruo stared intensely at the person on stage, as if her soul had been sucked out of her, seeing and hearing nothing but him.
Her reaction was abnormal, and Zhang Yang and Wen Jing exchanged glances, both furrowing their brows in confusion.
The man on stage, seemingly sweeping his gaze over her, then smiled slightly at everyone, "Everyone, it's been a long time."
His voice was deep and magnetic, a familiar sound to them.
He also said, it's been a long time.
Everyone was shocked, he indeed was Tang Yuchen, rumored to have died two years ago.
An Ruo trembled with excitement, she suddenly covered her mouth, and cried silently.
It really was him, she wasn't dreaming.
