Sheng Shi retrieved a beautifully wrapped bouquet of white roses from the passenger seat and slowly pushed the car door open. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he elegantly and gracefully stepped out, making steady steps toward Gu Lanshan.
Sheng Shi handed the large bunch of white roses to Gu Lanshan. His eyebrows were relaxed, his voice deep, resonating like the G string of a cello, swooning countless women onlookers, "Miss Gu, do you have time tonight, if you would honor me by joining me for dinner?"
