Mingshen leaned against his car the next evening as the passers by watched him in awe. Their eyes were too dazzled with the presence of a handsome man who they had only imagined in the fictional stories they have heard.
Jia stepped out a few minutes later and amongst the gasps and hushes, she curiously looked towards the source of it and was immediately left stunned.
"Mingshen?"
He arched his brow, slowly looking at Jia from her head to toe. Draped in the blood-red dress that clung to her curves, she walked with confident strides. The deep hue of the fabric shimmered under the light, exuding an aura akin to a tempting seductress. Her matching ruby jewelry sparkled with each subtle movement. Her heels clicked softly against the floor while a matching purse hung from her shoulder, completing her getup with an effortless touch of sophistication.
Jia was about to ask more when she, too, couldn't help but notice his attire for the evening.