Harsh words, pleasant voice.
Harmonious yet discordant.
"Mr. Jian..."
Xu Shu was completely stunned, her gaze listlessly lifting.
She found it quite difficult to adapt to the man's sudden change.
"You should look in the mirror, being so ugly and yet daring to be presumptuous in front of me."
The man stood up smoothly, and under the moonlight, Shen Li couldn't help but be slightly dazed.
He was a young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five, with a face that was a gift from God to all creatures.
Not a single flaw, not a speck of imperfection.
It was as if he was showing the world the limits of male beauty.
Jian Hao, the Superstar, had conquered the whole world with his looks.
Xu Shu was considered a beauty herself, but in comparison to him, she truly looked like a monster.
"Mr. Jian..." Xu Shu's face was full of grievance, her expression one of trying not to cry. Her tearful eyes brimmed with deep affection as she sobbed softly, "How could you... "
