Leng Yuan was easy to find.
To make Gu Jiaojiao as miserable as possible, he was a man she had tailor-made to Gu Jiaojiao's exact tastes.
Gu Jiaojiao had strange tastes.
She didn't like the gentle, scholarly type. Instead, she preferred masculine men—powerful and exceptionally handsome.
Since he was a man Gu Jiaojiao could never have, she had simply written him to be absolutely perfect.
That way, Gu Jiaojiao would be filled with even more regret.
And it was because of this that the man was so exceptional she could spot him immediately, even in a crowd.
When Xu Wenwan was writing the story, she had imagined his face, but he wasn't her type, so the attraction remained purely on the page.
But now, seeing him in person, she had to admit that Gu Jiaojiao's taste in men was truly impeccable.
His features were striking and his aura, extraordinary. Even in rough, homespun clothes, his magnificence was impossible to conceal.
