The horizon of Jiang City was very wide, and it would brighten very quickly at a certain time in the morning.
The moist wind blew past her face, accompanied by a ray of sunlight rising from the east. Then, the horizon slowly brightened, but it did not suddenly bring with it the power to warm one's heart.
The awkward atmosphere on the deck seemed to have left with the arrival of a new day.
Si Huang's state of mind was calm, her eyes reflected the shadow of the morning light and became clear.
She didn't realize how gentle the smile on her lips was, which softened her facial features and made people stunned at first glance.
Qin Fan and Xia Qitong's eyes fell on her, and then they seemed to feel something and looked at each other. One was cold and mysterious with an expressionless face, and the other had a gentle smile. It was a perfect contrast.
When Si Huang looked at them, the two of them naturally looked away.
