I Won’t Torture Myself

On the last day of May, the sky was covered with stars. The gentle breeze of the evening was like a gentle hand, caressing one's cheeks affectionately.

The slightly bright lamp shone on the side of Su Wan's face, outlining her pretty face.

When Lin Fei'er saw Su Wan, she was taken aback. Suddenly, she felt that Su Wan was more charming than the gorgeous flowers.

Lin Fei'er walked quickly toward Su Wan and winked at her.

 "I finally understand why your CEO had taken a fancy to you. It must be because you're good looking."

Su Wan glared at Lin Fei'er. Then, she pursed her lips and started to tease, "You have a glib tongue. I don't know if Jiang Xuecheng married me because I'm beautiful but anyway, I'm interested in his good looks."

When she recalled the first time they met in March, Su Wan could remember how she was amazed by his facial features.