It was hard to describe Li Wei's expression. He looked at Anya, who had just spoken of wanting to give up everything for freedom, his mouth slightly agape. In the end, he said nothing.
Suddenly, a voice cut through the air.
"Miss Anna, you're here! Why didn't you tell me?" A female voice, familiar to Li Wei, rang out. "I only heard from Sergey that you'd be coming. I was just looking all over for you."
From a distance, a girl whose looks were in no way inferior to Anya's walked over.
She wore a long red dress, her slender collarbones adorned with a cascade of jewels, and a ruby coronet rested on her head.
Her smile was bright and warm. She approached and gave the stiff-bodied Anya a hug.
"Oh?" She turned to look at Li Wei, her beautiful brows furrowing. "Is this your date? Is he a celebrity? He looks a little familiar."
Anya also looked at Li Wei, puzzled. There was no reason for Elizabeth Mellon and Li Wei to have ever crossed paths.
