"He is …"

"President Huo?" When Charlotte heard the commotion in the living room, she came downstairs and saw the man in the smoking grey handmade suit. Her eyes lit up and two blushes flew out of her face. Her voice wasn't softer than usual. "You, why are you here?"

When she was 15 years old, he was a special guest at the school performance. She remembered the name "Huo Yunqi" at a glance, and she would pay more attention to it from now on. Her admiration for Huo ...