As the crowd was reveling in their scornful laughter, a voice suddenly rang out, filled with pleasant surprise.
"Young Master. It really is you, Young Master."
A figure clad in red almost became a streak of light as she hurled herself into Ye Qingchen's embrace.
It was none other than Xiao Xiao. She had also just arrived in Eternal City and had spotted Ye Qingchen from a distance. The moment she confirmed that the man before her was the young master she daydreamed about, she paid no mind to her status and uncontrollably ran to him, throwing herself into his arms.
"I've missed you to death, Young Master!"
After a year apart, Xiao Xiao had grown considerably taller. Her figure was now slender, and she had shed her previous immaturity. Like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis, she had blossomed into a stunning and captivating beauty. Ye Qingchen finally understood that when people spoke of the "Beauty of the Northern Region," they were referring to his very own Xiao Xiao.
