The bustling motorcycle showroom seemed to have its volume turned down, suddenly becoming a bit hushed.
"Clatter—"
A young female salesperson near the entrance was momentarily distracted, dropping the brochure from her hand, which fell onto the polished marble floor.
She blushed and quickly bent down to pick it up, deliberately slowing her movements to mask her embarrassment.
Cheng Qiuyu stood frozen in place, her gaze unfocused.
Gao Junfeng, CM500, and even the entire showroom vanished from her world.
Only the silhouette of that approaching figure remained.
Gao Junfeng furrowed his brow; he suppressed his emotions, forced a smile, and turned his head toward Qiuyu.
"Come on, Qiuyu, let's head over first."
However, there was no response.
Cheng Qiuyu was still staring blankly at Tang Song.
Gao Junfeng's eye twitched violently!
His expression became somewhat awkward.
Damn it! No way! When did Cheng Qiuyu turn into a love-struck girl?!
