The sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves and fell upon Pei Yicheng, illuminating his pristine white shirt with a lustrous, silvery halo.
It was a simple white shirt with no adornment whatsoever, yet it appeared to have been tailored just for him. She had seen many people in white shirts, even in suits, but Pei Yicheng wore it best of all she had ever seen.
Thump, thump, thump.
Xu Nianhua felt as though she was seeing the male lead from an idol drama, oh her youthful heart!
No matter her age, her heart remained young, and she couldn't help but want to scream at the sight of a handsome man~
The corners of Pei Yicheng's lips turned up slightly. He strode forward and stopped in front of her. Seeing the admiration in her eyes deepened the smile on his lips. He bent his head, able to see her smooth forehead.
