When she went out, she happened to run into Mu Liang.
Today, Mu Liang was all in black with long pants, a leather jacket, and sunglasses, exuding an awe-inspiring presence as if he was posing for a Hollywood blockbuster. In contrast, Qiao Xia had her hair carelessly tied up, her fair skin deliberately covered with a darker foundation, and her skillful makeup combined with her scruffy dress made her look like a middle-aged auntie.
Mu Liang was particularly suited to wear black and white attire, which highlighted his ascetic charisma even more, turning him into a walking hormone dispenser with his charm splashing in all directions the moment he stood in a crowd.
Such charisma could almost serve as an invincible weapon.
Mu Liang took off his glasses and looked deeply at Qiao Xia, casually saying, "Miss Qiao's outfit today is quite... refreshing."
Qiao Xia's expression didn't change, and she smiled slightly, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Mu."
