Bai Zhiqing tenderly adjusted a man's collar, a scene that would undoubtedly shock anyone who witnessed it to their core, even those who knew Bai Zhiqing well. Bai Zhiqing was known for her icy demeanor and never pandered to any man, yet here she was, willingly adjusting a man's collar, an image straight out of a scene with a doting wife and her husband.
Not just strangers—even Bai Zhiqing's younger sister, Bai Weiwei, would be astonished if she saw this, probably losing her jaw in shock. When had her sister ever been so gentle? It was as if she had become a completely different person, a sight utterly horrifying.
"There, much more pleasing to the eye now, you're starting to look like a proper gentleman."
Bai Zhiqing paid no attention to how shocking her actions were to others. After she finished fixing Lu Tianxing's collar, she stepped back to take a good look at him from head to toe, nodding in satisfaction as though she was affirming her handiwork and her choice of clothes.
