Watching Jiang Xinli shower Bai Yao with endless praise, her eyes shining with adoration and appreciation, left a bitter taste in the mouths of every other man in the room.
They had all once possessed illustrious backgrounds and high status. Now, however, they were nothing but prisoners—stripped of everything and shackled at every turn.
Bai Yao's home planet had been destroyed. He had lost his official status and was entirely alone in the world. In terms of family lineage, background, or wealth, he couldn't hold a candle to any of them.
Yet, there were times when his performance was simply too outstanding, too dazzling. In those fleeting moments, he completely eclipsed their former glory—and their love for Jiang Xinli.
Worse still, this elegant man—who had once been as aloof as snow, never bothering to compete or fight for anything—had now learned how to vie for favor and declare his love in public. He was shedding all his inhibitions.
