The man was a typical Western type, with fair skin and neatly combed chestnut short hair slicked back.
His shoulders were broad, and though the backrest of the sofa blocked his waist, his crossed long legs hinted at an excellent physique.
At this moment, he was flipping through a newspaper. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell upon him, adding a soft glow to his defined and handsome profile.
Ruan Qi saw him, and a hint of amusement flickered in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.
She briskly walked over, raising her hand to pat the backrest of the sofa lightly.
"Simon!"
The man reading the newspaper turned his head, revealing his full face.
His skin was paler than that of other Westerners, perhaps because he rarely saw sunlight. His thin lips were devoid of much color.
But what caught more attention were his eyes.
They were a light amber, somewhat like a cat's, but the sharpness radiating from his gaze was more akin to a leopard's predatory charm.
