My Killing President

“I think this necklace must have a deeper, hidden meaning behind!” Annabelle articulated in confidence.

When it came to art, it was as if Annabelle brightened up and gleamed with lustrous charm. Mu’s eyes sparkled with her reflection and he nodded in agreement, “Yes, I think so too.”

Whist they were talking, a man noticed from afar and approached them. It was Nischae. He smiled affectionately and said, “Miss Xia, you truly have excellent perception! This is the title-holder for last year’s competition!”

Both Mu and Annabelle turned back and greeted him. Annabelle was a little surprised, and she conferred, “I like this design, it feels as if there’s a story behind it!”

When it came to her expertise Annabelle became chatty. Her voice was pleasant and gentle like a mother’s murmur and her audience were comfortably captivated. And Nischae’s adoration for her grew even more.

“You are absolutely right! I have always believed that only a design with story can invoke resonance!” Nischae expressed.

Annabelle nodded and looked down on her nose. It was a sudden revelation for her.

“Miss Xia, I believe you will produce an art on par to this. Looking forward to your good work!” Nischae encouraged earnestly.

you for the kind words Nischae. I’ll

keenness towards Annabelle too comfortable. He stepped

dazed but

“Mr. Mu, Miss Xia please enjoy yourselves and have a pleasant evening. Seems like

smiled vivaciously.

nodded and put

the two were left with mild awkwardness.

have something in mind or the coming

at all,”

feel pressured even though you are representing Yun Rui. Relax and just

her head towards him. Her eyebrows arched high

hurt his