The plaza was bathed in bright sunlight all around. Henry Ronan, exuding an elegant and refined demeanor, approached Lucy Ansley, and before speaking, he first exchanged a look with Thomas Chapman.
Thomas immediately understood, hurriedly stepping forward to help Lucy Ansley untie the parachute cords, "Miss Ansley, let me help you."
Lucy Ansley expressed her thanks and removed her goggles, a faint light in her eyes, "Dr. Ronan, do you enjoy watching wing suit flying?"
The girl in front of him behaved naturally, neither dodging nor avoiding, meeting the man's gaze straightforwardly, as if all this was completely normal for her.
If anything was out of the ordinary, it was perhaps a slight surprise, and that was perhaps only at the fact that he would actually come to watch a sports competition in person.
