Being watched? Zhang Ziwen possessed a keen sense of perception. He felt an elusive gaze directed at him, coming from the third floor of the villa. It wasn't a security guard. His heart fluttered slightly, putting his worries aside for a moment and concentrating fully. He had an inkling of who it was. Slowly turning around, he faced the villa and searched with his gaze. Zhang Ziwen longed to capture the beautiful face that haunted his dreams...
It was her, the noble and gorgeous Tang Ying. The curtain shifted slightly; her beautiful face disappeared the instant Zhang Ziwen turned around. It seemed as though she didn't want Zhang Ziwen to catch sight of her, yet he did. Her slow, affectionate gaze hinted at a deep and conflicting emotion. But she hid too quickly, and Zhang Ziwen had no chance to savor the heartrending look in her eyes.
