Gradually, the white rice paper outlined the silhouette of a man, his handsome face with softened contours, the slightly upturned peach blossom eyes carrying an unusual playful look.
From Yan Xiaye's perspective, this portrait was even more vivid than the last one Qin Yiren had given her.
If the person in the previous portrait held a seventy percent resemblance to Ji Liangchen, then this one was only fifty percent alike.
This outcome made Yan Xiaye can't help but furrow her brows, because of the previous portrait, since meeting Ji Liangchen, she had deliberately gotten close to him with shallow words and deep disguise, and over these days, she had roughly grasped some aspects of his nature.
The man seemed frivolous and ostentatious, spending most of his time idling around and the other part completely disappearing, never mentioning work-related matters but occasionally referencing a boss who frequently exploited him.
