Inside the banquet hall, the reflections of champagne glasses and colorful dresses dazzled onlookers, leaving those unaware of the scene to mistakenly believe they had wandered into a field of wildflowers.
Why say a field of wildflowers?
Because the perfume of those wealthy ladies was truly a mixed bag—chaotic and varied.
Crisp notes, seductive notes, sweet notes... a list of them would contain no less than dozens of types.
And on this day, Mr. Gu was like a butterfly that had landed in a field of wildflowers, clean and refreshing.
Like a fairy untouched by the world, pure and untainted.
When Song Sizhi unexpectedly saw Gu Jiangnian walk in, her heart skipped a beat, not out of admiration, but because on this day, she saw in Gu Jiangnian's eyes a clarity and purity that was untainted by worldly matters.
Such a person was unlike anyone else in this arena of fame and fortune.
