He was an extraordinarily handsome man, to the point of almost being enigmatic.
It was clear that he must be Xiao Lin's older brother, as their facial features bore a striking resemblance, though one exuded brightness while the other shaded in gloom.
The man was dressed in a silver suit, with the collar, cuffs, and hem not properly fastened anywhere.
The daylight penetrated through the window, casting a golden glow on his superior profile.
The man's gaze lingered on Shu Wan for a moment before the corners of his lips curled up, and he extended his hand toward her, a string of Buddhist beads faintly visible on his wrist, "Hello, I'm Xiao Yan, Xiao Lin's older brother."
From the moment Xiao Yan had entered, Shu Wan had been watching him.
Xiao Yan always carried a subtle smile on his face, and coupled with his dangerously charming appearance, it was easy to categorize him as a frivolous playboy.
But in his calm and undisturbed eyes, Shu Wan saw danger.
