As Su Xiaowan turned around, she saw Han Dongchen and gave him a big smile.
Under the gleaming white snow, Han Dongchen saw her, lively and spry like a sprite, her smile enchantingly beautiful and adorable. His heart was close to melting.
Unintentionally, a smile graced his face.
Handsome as Han Dongchen always was, his smile now had the capacity to make anyone swoon, and Su Xiaowan was thoroughly smitten.
He was wearing a stand-up collar mink coat, dark business casual pants, and round-headed cotton shoes.
Around his neck, he wore the scarf that Su Xiaowan had hand-knitted for him, striding toward her with a grin.
Overwhelmed by his presence, Su Xiaowan stood there, all smiles and oblivious to her surroundings, until she tripped over her own feet and stumbled onto her butt.
Snapping back to reality, Su Xiaowan was immersed in embarrassment. Han Dongchen, however, quickly rushed over, helped her up, and patted the snow off her.
