"Oh! You really are like a little angel." Edmond released his suitcase and before Lu Xingzhi could react, he had already given her a big, enthusiastic hug.
Lu Xingzhi was startled, her eyes wide open, and after a few seconds, she pushed Edmond away and said, rather tactfully, "You don't have to be so enthusiastic."
"Uncle was right, meeting a girl like an angel, it's you." Edmond wore a light blue suit and was about the same height as Huo Jincheng.
With short brown wavy hair, a high nose bridge, deep and gentle eyes, his handsome and charming features resembled a prince stepping out of a comic book.
French men seem naturally born with a romantic aura; their compliments, particularly when they praise people, are exceptionally pleasant.
"Little Angel, let me formally introduce myself now. My name is Edmond Bernard. I am twenty-four years old, and it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Edmond, you can speak French with me." Lu Xingzhi kept some distance from Edmond and spoke in French.
