Even though she wasn't in the country, Song Sixuan constantly heard tales of him—Yu Chiyin was a name celebrated globally.
Especially since her father greatly admired Yu Chiyin, bringing him up from time to time during phone calls.
There's a saying, "Hearing something a hundred times isn't as good as seeing it once."
At this moment, beneath Song Sixuan's elegantly smiling face was a heart throbbing with excitement.
She vividly felt her pounding heartbeat, as if there was a mischievous little rabbit inside her chest.
The straightforward stare from the woman beside eventually elicited a reaction from Yu Chiyin.
Initially, he had no intention of paying attention to such a lovestruck woman, but she seemed transfixed, her gaze lingering on him for a long time.
He detested women who weren't Lu Fengxuan looking at him with such unblinking intensity, a flash of irritation swept across his handsome face.
