The crowd dispersed, and Jim noticed a man and a woman walking at the end. The man had Eastern features, while the woman was a bona fide Western beauty. His eyes widened, not for any other reason, but because she was incredibly beautiful. Jim swore that in all his years, he had never seen such beauty, akin to a goddess from Western mythology, with every step she took seeming to tread on his heart.
Jim also wanted to possess her. If he could charm this beauty in his lifetime, he would consider himself immensely fortunate.
Unfortunately, several wealthy Huaxia people around him also had designs on her, so Jim had to suppress this burgeoning desire. He licked his dry lips and whispered to Song Qingshu beside him, "Are these the two people?"
Song Qingshu, standing nearby, eyes blazing, had gathered so many people and spent a fortune. Tonight, he must win over this beauty; otherwise, he would regret it to death.
