The car stopped nearby, and Ma Xingchang got out holding Ma Siyuan. Just as he was about to head to the nearest restroom, his long strides suddenly halted...
Ma Siyuan was feeling a bit pressed physically and had reached the restroom door when Dad suddenly stopped.
Si Yuan blinked in confusion, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Ma Xingchang, softly calling out to him,
"Dad... what's wrong?"
Ma Xingchang had abruptly stopped in his tracks. Although everything around was still moving, to Ma Xingchang at that moment, it seemed as though everything around him had frozen in time.
The only sound in his ears was the "tap-tap" of high heels landing elegantly and steadily. The sound shifted from far to near and from near to far, brushing past him.
There was only one figure in his sight, a tall silhouette in a black high-waisted tulle skirt, paired with a sleeveless shirt under a white suit jacket, appearing sharp yet playful in the crowd.
