Then he walked ahead, leading the way.
Upon entering and walking a bit further inside, Ji Anning finally saw a table with customers beside the floor-to-ceiling window—a stunningly handsome mixed-race man sat there.
Dressed in a light blue suit and a pale pink shirt, he sat, his deep blue eyes gazing at the boundless sea outside the window.
"Mr. Janlia, your guest has arrived,"
said the middle-aged man who was leading Ji Anning's way to the beautiful mixed-race man, nodding slightly to him.
Only then did Janlia take his gaze away from the window, glancing over Wang Zhuoling without pausing, and then settling on Ji Anning.
The admiration in his eyes was undisguised, and he generously complimented her, "Miss Ji is even more beautiful in person than in photos and on TV, beyond my imagination."
Ji Anning returned his smile, and the breath she had just relaxed was held tight again.
She covertly sized up Janlia and felt that he was different from what she had imagined.
