In the photo, Mu Xiangwan stood before a pale pink wall covered with roses, her toes lifted, tenderly plucking a rosy bloom to sniff.
The camera angle was from the side yet still managed to capture her facial features in high clarity. Showered in warm, enchanting sunshine, it was as if she were bathing in a divine aura, giving off a fairyland-like ethereal beauty.
This was Mu Xiangwan's favorite portrait, which she had always kept on her bedside. Unexpectedly, Su Chaoyang stole it one night.
Moreover, she was astonished to discover he always carried it around with him—and he had made the effort to create this fascinating effect!
In the future, when they slept together, would they be admiring her photo?
She was indeed quite narcissistic!
