1 Chapter 1 Am I not pretty enough?

At 12,000 meters above the ground, on an airplane, Su Nian closed her eyes and gradually felt sleepy.

The flight attendants passed by Su Nian's side again and again, unable to resist casting glances at the single woman in first class. Without a doubt... Su Nian was beautiful, excessively so!

Half-asleep and half-awake, Su Nian saw again the festive lanterns and the splendor of the bustling street, with music that was deafening...

Under the streetlights where people came and went, a tall man with long legs stood with his back to Su Nian. He had a cigarette between his well-defined, fair fingers, emitting a gentle haze of smoke.

His shadow stretched long under the streetlamp... all the way to Su Nian's feet.

He was dressed in a white, fitted shirt and trousers, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, with one hand in his pocket. At the wrist holding the cigarette, he wore an expensive watch with a brown strap. He glanced at his watch, brows furrowing, his solid presence overwhelming.

Yet, Su Nian only noticed how beautiful those hands were, even prettier than the man's... Unconsciously staggering, she moved toward him. Her steps, light from the alcohol, almost made her fall, but it was those lovely hands that steadied her.

Looking up, she couldn't see the man's face clearly. With tears in her eyes, she asked, "Am I not beautiful enough?"

After a moment's hesitation, a response came, deep and magnetic like a fine wine, "You are beautiful."

With a foolish smile, Su Nian wrapped her slender, fair arms around the man's neck, standing on tiptoes... and with a sob of grievance said, "Then why don't you want me?"

Body pressed against body, Su Nian's nostrils were filled with the pleasant fragrance and faint smell of tobacco.

The man with the cigarette braced Su Nian's waist, the other hand catching her arm, trying to create a polite and safe distance between them; but Su Nian's soft lips had already landed on the man's Adam's apple. Her supple body warmly against his muscular chest, she murmured with drunken allure, "I want you... please want me!"

"Miss! Miss..."

Su Nian took a deep breath, as if startled awake. She looked around bewildered, with sleepy eyes, and straightened up to see the flight attendant standing in front of her.

The flight attendant handed Su Nian a blanket, with a bright smile in his eyes, "Miss, it's a bit cold. You should cover up with the blanket to avoid catching a chill while resting!"

Su Nian took the blanket, frowned in thanks, then carelessly placed it to one side and unfastened her seatbelt to head toward the bathroom.

That was an event from a year ago, one Su Nian always dreamt about... yet she could never clearly see the man's face.

Qiao Beichuan said that when he found her at the nightclub entrance, she was already asleep in someone else's car, accompanied by a driver.

The driver mentioned that Su Nian seemed to have mistaken their boss for someone else. After using Su Nian's phone to call a friend of hers, the boss left in the friend's car, leaving the driver to wait for Qiao Beichuan to pick Su Nian up.

Qiao Beichuan mentioned it was an expensive Bentley, suggesting the person who helped Su Nian was either rich or noble, and most commendably, did not take advantage of her.

At the time, Su Nian couldn't remember what exactly had happened but later pieced together quite a bit of it in her dreams.

Su Nian was abruptly awakened, her head aching terribly and her heartbeat quick. After washing her face in the restroom, she was walking back to her seat... when suddenly the airplane jolted, tilting from side to side. Su Nian lost her footing, veering to one side, and instinctively grabbed at whatever was within reach.