Summary
Knowing that she was wearing a thick green hat by her childhood sweetheart fiance, Bai Weining decided to go out to relax after giving him a heavy slap. The private jet also seemed to ebb and flow with her mood, taking her to a relaxing island. After waving goodbye to Uncle Feng, Bai Weining pulled up her suitcase and walked towards the island. Coinciding with the event on the island, Bai Weining excitedly pulled the box and squeezed into the crowd. But she stood out in the crowd in modern clothes. Although the people on the island looked at her with curious eyes, they also nodded to her friendly, which made her feel more cordial. At this moment, the sacrificial altar burst into flames, and I saw a young man dressed in purple and wearing a silver hair crown standing in the center. He folded his hands and looked reverent. The wind stroked a strand of black hair on his forehead at the right time, covering his tightly closed eyes. Suddenly, the bonfire that had surrounded him rose a lot again, his face was reflected in the firelight, and at the same time, his brown eyes were slightly golden. He looked at Bai Weining, and his originally cold eyes instantly became as hot as the flames beside him. At the same time, a seemingly undetectable desire also rolled out from the bottom of his eyes. And the cheers of the crowd obviously covered his deliberately suppressed expression. The crowd was boiling and celebrating loudly to each other beside him. Bai Weining, who was almost suffocated by the crowd, just happened to meet his eyes at this moment. She seemed to find that the person who looked very “dignified” on the stage was staring at her, and she stared suspiciously. eyes, tilted his head. “Oh, I caught it…” He secretly opened his voice under the cheers of the crowd, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. “…a beautiful little butterfly.”