The man who appeared alongside Lu Xiaoyou was like a lofty mountain jade, his brilliance was dazzling, and no word could describe the shock that face brought.
In the restaurant, everyone present was a favored child of the heavens; they had seen all kinds of handsome men and famous models, but when they saw this man come into their view, their pupils instinctively widened.
They had heard the wind, seen the flowers, witnessed the snow, and gazed at the distant galaxies and falling petals — what beauty in this world had they not experienced?
But upon seeing Feng Zheyu for the first time, they only felt that all the magnificent natural landscapes under heaven seemed insignificant beneath his handsome visage.
In an instant, the lights dimmed, the aroma of food faded away, and the surrounding noise vanished; the room was illuminated only by a mesmerising beauty and a man as pure as snow.
