In the eyes of everyone, Fu Qiyuan and Chu Xiyao had always been a pair.
They shared the same intelligence, the same family background, and the same interests and hobbies.
If one had to choose a woman worthy of Fu Qiyuan,
it would undoubtedly be Chu Xiyao.
"Yeah, how could it be possible? Someone as smart and self-disciplined as him wouldn't let a woman get close to him, and yet... the reality is right in front of us..."
As she spoke, a fleeting sadness flashed through her delicate brows.
Yan Shuming caught that sadness with his keen senses, and it struck his heart, shaking it violently.
He looked at her gravely, his lips pursed, and his face was cold and stern.
"Who is this woman? Is she from our circle?"
Chu Xiyao shook her head again and suddenly laughed sadly.
"A mere fashion designer, with an average family background, no influential connections, but admittedly, she is quite beautiful."
