"Slap – Slap – Slap –"
Allen's slapping never stopped.
Yin Xiangyu was beyond words, only able to let out helpless whimpers.
An Mingji lifted his foot and walked towards Gu Jin, his every move exuding elegance, making him the most beautiful sight in the chaotic scene.
The crowd inside the hotel couldn't help but be drawn out again to watch.
Yu Shuo and Jiang Hanyi saw An Mingji appear, both revealing expressions of shock.
They knew An Mingji had gone to Italy. He had returned a few times but left in a hurry each time, and they hadn't seen him.
This was the first time in a year they saw him again.
The once young boy had grown a lot; both his gradually matured face and his aura, commanding respect without anger, were both unfamiliar and familiar at once.
Standing by Gu Jin, Yu Shuo and Jiang Hanyi greeted, "Young Master An."
An Mingji looked at them, nodding reservedly, then his eyes settled on Gu Jin standing before him.
