Two Mercedes-Benz cars followed each other along Red Lion Avenue, heading toward the western suburbs.
Shen Wan gazed out the window as the scenery passed by, her eyes filled with the excitement and curiosity of a newcomer. She partially lowered the car window, allowing the wind to tousle her long hair.
The young girl's calm profile, bathed in sunlight, seemed as if it had been dusted with a layer of golden powder, and tiny wisps of hair were faintly visible.
Shen Qian kept his eyes on the road, but the corner of his eye captured this scene. His heart felt as if it had been brushed by feathers, causing a tingling sensation.
"Do you notice anything different?" he asked.
Shen Wan turned to look at him, her eyes displaying a sense of bewilderment. "Not really."
"This is at the foot of the imperial city."
"So?"
