Jiang Ruan was already beautiful, and today she wore a rather bright lotus pink modified qipao, which immediately caught Yan Chi's eye as he walked out of the elevator.
The overall decor style of the Yan lobby was predominantly dark.
Suddenly, amid the dim surroundings, a strikingly eye-catching vivid color appeared, making it hard to ignore.
Their eyes met suddenly—
One had a rare cold and stern expression, while the other was as brilliant as summer blooms and autumn sunshine.
Jiang Ruan smiled at him politely but, raising her eyes, she collided with his gaze, dark as the night.
This man…
Long eyebrows, black eyes, a prominent nose, thin lips, everything about him, including his gaze, seemed aggressive and invasive.
There was a sense of deadly danger about him, making it clear to anyone that a person like this should not be easily approached.
"Who is that?" Yan Chi inquired.
