"We'll see how you perform from now on." With that, Mu Xingfeng slammed the car door and got out.
Lin Ruonan hadn't expected Mu Xingfeng to come pick her up, and she was pleasantly surprised.
Mu Xingfeng wasn't wearing his guard uniform today. Although she had grown accustomed to seeing him in his uniform, she had to admit that every time he wore civilian clothes, he looked absolutely stunning.
Today, Mu Xingfeng wore a black mandarin-collar shirt with gray edges. The top two buttons were left undone, revealing his slender neck and perfect collarbone.
The matching black trousers made his long legs appear even more straight and tall.
Paired with Mu Xingfeng's cool, moonlit demeanor, he looked incredibly noble and elegant.
Just one look, and Lin Ruonan was mesmerized. This was the man she had loved for nearly twenty years. For him, she had always pushed herself to become stronger, just to stand beside him, shoulder to shoulder.
