Her head ached slightly, but she couldn't bear to shift her gaze from his face, just watching him greedily as if a lifetime would not be enough.
He was staring at her as well, his lips still wearing a faint smile, but that smile never reached the cold depths of his eyes.
It seemed as if being stared at so directly and intensely had become a habit for him.
He accepted Su Yan's gaze calmly, without a hint of discomfort, even appearing more relaxed and at ease.
Minutes had passed, and finally, despite his good breeding, a flash of contemptuous scorn glittered in his eyes.
He knew he was beautiful, everyone who saw him became entranced.
But for someone to remain entranced for several minutes, it seemed the woman before him was the first.
How ludicrous, was his appearance truly so captivating that she looked as if she had been struck by an acupoint, motionless?
