The woman who approached was tall and slender, in a red dress that traced every flawless curve of her perfect figure.
Her slightly wavy hair draped over her shoulders, and her small, melon-seed-shaped face was no larger than a palm. Her slender, beautiful phoenix eyes were accented with a tiny, teardrop-shaped mole at the corner.
A radiant smile was on her face, making the mole even more vivid and attractive.
Gu Siting narrowed his deep-set, profound eyes, his voice low and hoarse, "Yaoyao, you're here."
Xie Qier walked up to the tall and poised man, her beautiful eyes gliding over his striking and handsome features.
Compared to how she had seen him on television, his face in person had sharper angles and his features were more finely chiseled.
He was truly so handsome that she couldn't find a single flaw.
Xie Qier didn't care whose name he called; her only concern was to fulfill Old Lady Gong's orders.
"Siting~," she began in a tender voice.
