Gu Annan stood lazily behind the carved openwork railing, an out-of-place figure amid the hustle and bustle of the surroundings and the floor below.
The gigantic crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling shone brilliantly but served merely as a backdrop.
When that cool, smoke-like gaze fell upon her, Lu Wanwan felt her heartbeat skip a beat.
The light behind him seemed to dazzle her eyes, causing an almost painful sensation.
Her temples throbbed as if connected to her heart.
The voice from behind snapped her back to reality, and she immediately turned her head.
No wonder he was here, it was just her luck; had she known, she would have gone to the third-floor restroom instead.
"Where is Sister Man?" Gu Yunsi was surprised to find Gu Annan here, but she sensed that he was not here to wait for her since he couldn’t possibly know her location.
"Downstairs," he replied, his voice cool and detached.
His unflinching eyes rested on her retreating figure, the snow-white skin under the black covering, and her beautiful scapulae.
Her steps seemed a bit disordered, as if she had too much to drink.
The glowing white of her legs revealed alluring curves with each step, her perfect leg shape acting as the most lethal temptation.
His gaze darkened even more, especially when, a few dozen steps after she left, a man in a suit and shoes approached her.
"Cousin, what are you looking at?" Gu Yunsi noticed and immediately frowned.
Her cousin had been repeatedly suggested for marriage by their grandmother, both overtly and covertly. Gu Annan had, at most, not openly opposed, but he had never looked at her directly.
Was it because her cousin always dressed too modestly and ladylike?
Gu Yunsi thought to herself that she needed to encourage her cousin to change her style. It seemed that no man was immune to such things.
The woman dressed like that must not be anything decent, yet she had captured her cousin’s undivided attention.
He was standing there, perhaps waiting for that woman to come out.
"Cousin, where are you going?"
Gu Annan dropped a cold remark, "You should go back."
"I didn’t expect to be on the interview list; how would Ms. Lu like to interview me?"
Lu Wanwan unexpectedly encountered this famous photographer from the entertainment circle, a favorite among many stars and the go-to photographer for magazine cover shoots.
"If you’re free, we could set up a time soon," Lu Wanwan said with a smile as she walked. "To be honest, I didn’t expect you to be so young."
"Yes, I started in this field at seventeen. But my schedule is really tight recently, with several overseas locations to shoot. For the next two months, I might not be available at all."
"Mo the Great, you’re really in high demand. I’ve heard about it. When I was told I would be interviewing you, I felt a lot of pressure, wondering if it would be difficult to find a suitable time."
"How about now? I’m quite bored at this event anyway," Mo Yuan suggested. "I was almost about to leave early. If you want to ask something, we can use this opportunity, if you can remember it all."
"Sure," she certainly didn’t want to miss this chance.
"Let’s find somewhere quieter."
There were many small halls on the second floor, not too crowded, but since the third floor was open space, the noise was unavoidable even inside the halls.
They eventually chose a balcony in a small hall on the second floor, with few people around and the quiet seascape of the hotel exterior behind them.
"Your clothes, there seems to be..."
The light from the balcony ceiling made the damp spot on her clothing especially noticeable.
Mo Yuan had just pointed it out when he suddenly felt as though cold air had shot through countless holes in him.
Turning around, he saw a man with a formidable presence walking in step by step.