It was evening already, and the sunset outside the window was radiant as ever. Clouds layered on top of each other, rolling out in a gorgeous shade of reddish orange. The afterglow from the setting sun reflected on Shi Sui's face through the speckled shadows of the window, dotting it in layers of light.
It revealed an unexpected tenderness.
Xiang Yi inexplicably remembered the first time she saw Shi Sui.
On the banquet of her sixteenth birthday, he had entered from outside alongside Xiang Feng. His suit jacket was slung across his arms, and at his arrival, the noisy family living room had gone silent for an instant. The crowd seemed bewitched as they unconsciously followed his movements with their eyes.
At that time, it was the youngest and most frivolous point of his life. At the age of twenty-three, he had won the titles of film emperor and TV emperor at the same time. One look from him was enough to stun all living beings.