Tang Suiyu instantly stopped smiling, staring intently, and followed Ye Gushen over.
At the gangway, leading the group was a woman dressed in red, accompanied by a man in a black suit, both descending together.
Tang Suiyu vaguely felt that her clothes were in the same collection as the Princess', with a somewhat similar style.
Jiang Yihuan immediately noticed that touch of red in the crowd, a pure yet alluring red. The girl's face was makeup-free, with only lipstick on her lips, looking bright and glossy like a peach. The girl's hand was hooked around Ye Gushen's arm.
Two years ago, when she and Ye Gushen were in the Eastern Country, she had met him once and had been astounded by his presence.
She hadn't expected that after two years, he would have a fiancée already.
And such a fresh and tender girl.
"Su!" Jiang Zhilie shook hands with Su Zui. "This is my younger sister, Yihuan."
"Hello!" Su Zui shook hands with both of them.
Not just the Princess? The Prince came too?
