The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

However, it was this estranged aura that caused the gazes of the men and women at the banquet to fall on her.

The price of a high-grade custom-made Dior fairy dress was not cheap, and the girl's movements were elegant and natural.

How could the people in the circle have never seen such a beautiful girl?

After sitting for a while, she felt many people secretly spying on her.

Seeing that Ji Wenhan had finished chatting, Xia Ling stood up and headed in Ji Wenhan's direction.

After taking a few steps, a man's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Ji Xiaxia! It's you, isn't it? I didn't recognize the wrong person, did I?"

Xia Ling stopped in her tracks. She felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

Turning around, a handsome and clear face appeared in front of her.

The young boy still had an air of innocence, but his figure was tall and big. He looked like a tall and straight white poplar, exceptionally spirited.

Her eyes moved slightly. Seeing this familiar face, Xia Ling quickly remembered.

"Zhang Yifan? Why are you here?"

"Oh, I came here to play with my friend. I didn't expect to run into you here. Ji Xiaxia, I didn't expect that after you changed into a dress and put on makeup, you would become so beautiful!"

The young man's eyes lit up. That scorching heat was clearly filled with ambition.

Xia Ling curved her lips. "Thank you for the compliment. I still have some matters to attend to. I'll go find my uncle first. We'll talk later."

"Your uncle? Is he the CEO of the Ji corporation over there?" Zhang Yifan pressed on.

Xia Ling's eyes were filled with annoyance. She didn't want to reply to him.

However, she could sense that Ji Wenhan was walking towards her, and his expression seemed rather gloomy?

Xia Ling's lips curved, and she looked at Zhang Yifan with a shallow smile. "Yes, he's my uncle. I came with him. Why? Do you know him?"

Know him? If only he knew him.

Zhang Yifan clenched his fists, mumbling, "I'm just a college student. How could I know someone like your uncle? I'm just with a friend who brought me here."

Friend? What Zhang Yifan said sounded pretty nice.

What friend? The rich woman who kept him, right?

"Then where's your friend? My uncle will come over later, and I can go with him to greet you and your friend." Xia Ling smiled sweetly.

On the other hand, Zhang Yifan's forehead was sweating a little.

He was a little regretful that he had rashly come to greet her and exposed himself.

If he had known that Ji Xiaxia's family had such a powerful background, he would have pursued her even more closely in school. He wouldn't have had to look at that old woman's expression.

"There's no need, Xiaxia. My friend just went out. I'm leaving soon as well."

As he stared at Xia Ling, the young man's gaze deepened bit by bit. His amazement and admiration for the young girl was hidden deep within his eyes.

But at this moment, the depths of his eyes were like starlight, overflowing with light.

"Xiaxia, You're so beautiful today! I really like you. Can you be my girlfriend...?"

"No!" The man's cold voice came from behind Xia Ling, interrupting Zhang Yifan's words.

Ji Wenhan naturally grabbed Xia Ling's wrist. His tall figure stood beside the young girl, and he pulled the young girl to his side with Gu Yue.

His deep eyes were cold as he looked at the young boy who was full of naivety and ambition.

"Who are you?"

She had long known that Ji Wenhan would come and run into Zhang Yifan.

Xia Ling also did not expect that Ji Wenhan would come at such a moment. He just happened to run into Zhang Yifan when he confessed to her.

"Wenhan, he is my university senior and also the president of the student union."