The black sedan became more distant as it drove away.
Chu Jin lifted her foot and headed in the direction of the crossroads.
She had just set up her stall and the seat wasn't even warm yet when a white Mercedes 'swooshed' to a stop right in front of her.
Following that, the car door opened, and a young man with a handsome appearance and dressed in a suit stepped out, holding a fresh bouquet of yellow tulips in his hand.
The man walked up to Chu Jin, bowed slightly with utmost respect, and said, "Hello, are you Miss Chu?"
Chu Jin nodded slightly, "Yes, that's me."
Upon hearing her response, the young man discreetly scrutinized the girl before him, a clear flash of amazement passing through his eyes.
The person before him had skin white as snow, lips red as though coated, a visage fair as jade, a demeanor pure as an orchid, and features so delicate they seemed carved; she looked like a celestial being stepping out of a painting, far surpassing any actress he had ever seen.