Yi Jian, on the other hand, still looked cold, with a slight chill emanating from her whole body.
Yi Jian's eyes were also light, as if nothing could enter his eyes, and he lazily walked inside.
The cold breath slowly circulated around his side.
A kind of charming and strange magic power faintly flowed out, bewitching the whole audience.
Just the moment he stepped here, he had completely attracted everyone's attention.
Even on the dance floor, the guests who were sitting aside to rest have stood up one after another.
Then, they swarmed in front of Yi Jian and said politely and respectfully: "Young Marshal."
As if Yi Jian didn't hear the voices of these people, he stood there flawlessly, glancing slightly to the side.
She was the only one who stood there quietly, neither stepping forward nor stepping back, quiet... with a layer of loneliness.
It's loneliness.
Once upon a time, she was like him, held in the palm of someone's hand and held high by the stars.
But at this time, it had already fallen into dust.
Because of the arrival of the young marshal, the atmosphere in the room suddenly reached a high point. The girls who came with their fathers or brothers also became in high spirits.
They all circled around Yi Jian.
He Anyuan, on the other hand, would not allow anyone to get close to her. She seemed to be protecting her own treasure. Any girl who came to say hello would be answered lightly by her as soon as she opened her mouth.
The young marshal didn't seem to be annoyed at all. He was sitting on the seat with his eyes closed, without any reaction, as if he was invisibly conniving at He Anyuan's behavior.
Xu Ang stood aside and had long been accustomed to this phenomenon. The young marshal was already attracting bees and butterflies due to his tallness, but He Anyuan, with her full momentum, blocked a lot of trouble for the young marshal. Over time, the young marshal also felt that this was the case.
On this occasion, with He Anyuan present, he felt a little relaxed and comfortable, so he acquiesced.
Who knows, he thought it was nothing, but in the eyes of others, he felt that the young marshal liked He Anyuan very much.
Otherwise, he would not have kept this woman by his side for so many years and allowed her to be arrogant in front of others!
Presumably, He Anyuan will get the position of young marshal's wife in the future.
At that moment, He Anyuan seemed to have found the feeling of the past. He was still him, and she was still her.
