Time seemed to stop. The hotel fell completely silent, even camera flashes freezing. Those who knew Jun Hao understood this was no joke. No one dared break the silence. The bride’s smile vanished instantly. Looking at Jun Hao, who still smiled naturally, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and difficultly asked: “Give me a reason.”
He curved his mouth into a perfect arc and casually pointed: “She is the one I’m looking for.”
Everyone’s gaze turned to her. She looked around, confirming he meant her. Her flower basket fell, not from being flattered, but from panic.
She said confusedly: “This man is crazy. I don’t know him. We’ve never met before.” She admitted the man certainly had the capital to drive women wild – beyond his substantial wealth, his glamorous appearance would make many women throw themselves at him.
He parted his lips, laughing softly: “It doesn’t matter if you don’t know me now. Just remember, from now on, your life will only have me.
Pei Xuanzhi ran out of the hotel like a madwoman, her previous elegance completely gone. She knew she would never have another chance to be intertwined with him. She had thought he had truly forgotten about the incident five years ago, or that he no longer cared. Until today, she realized he had never forgotten that event, and remembered it more clearly than anyone else.
“Dear media friends, thank you for coming today and reporting the facts.” Still wearing that spring-like smile, his words made everyone present feel relieved. No one dared to speak up or wade into these murky waters. The Pei family didn’t dare to, and the old man of the Pei family was now worried about whether Pei’s stock would plummet tomorrow.
Walking with elegant steps, he stepped into the Rolls-Royce waiting at the hotel entrance, not forgetting to turn back and give everyone a graceful smile.
The bodyguard respectfully closed the car door and stood by until the car drove away. He then approached her, who was still in shock: “Miss, name your price as compensation for today’s incident.”
