We apply make up first, and gets dressed later.

Feng Yi Lan's brows jutted together when she heard the man calling her back with the same endearment he used to use before when things were good between them. To respond or give any retaliation, she needed her brain to function properly first. But her heart inside her chest was just overpowering all her other senses.

Her delusion of overconfidence was shattering … toughness was breaking. Letting her realize, how wrong she was there to think that she has successfully moved on from all her pains and heartaches?

How wrong she was to think that even after such a long time, all that had happened in that past year no longer can affect her? That her heart had long given up the effects sand control Qi Shuai once had on it.

But now seeing just a mere addressing title making her heart fasten its pace, she knew how delusional she had been with such overconfidence.