Ning Xia's footsteps faltered slightly.
The man's tall figure stood in front of the colorfully vibrant oil painting, his cool temperament seemingly clashing with it, yet somehow he blended in perfectly, becoming the most dazzling existence within.
No wonder he was so confident and proud, he indeed possessed the qualities that attracted women.
If it weren't for her heart belonging to another, maybe she would have been attracted to him as well.
Hearing her footsteps, the troublemaker turned around, his deep brown eyes intently fixed on her before his lips curled up in a smile, "You're here."
"Weren't you going to join me in admiring your beautiful Imperial Capital?" she asked.
And yet, he had arranged to meet at a museum—a place most women wouldn't find interesting?
He laughed softly, then nodded his chin towards the painting, "The most beautiful scenery of the Imperial Capital is right here."
