Han Yifan was startled for a moment, not yet realizing what had happened when a soft, fragrant presence burrowed into his arms.
The moment he looked down, what he saw was the slightly surprised face of Shang Feifei.
Although Shang Feifei was not as pretty as Xia Siyu, that was only in relative terms. She was also a top star in the entertainment industry, it's just that her beauty was more understated, while Xia Siyu's was glamorous. But in the midst of ordinary people, she was still an undeniable beauty.
Especially at such a close distance, it was like a beauty overload.
Her temperament wasn't as explosive as Xia Siyu's, and even after bumping into him, she didn't get that angry. She just smiled a bit, quickly stood straight, and then smoothed out her hair that had been tousled by the collision.
Shang Feifei naturally had long black straight hair, and as she combed through it, the perfume scent entwined in her strands seemed to grow even richer.
"Sorry."
