Her skin was not bright and fair, but a healthy honey color, her complexion exquisitely smooth.
Thin as a runway, she was not considered exceptionally beautiful.
But the innocence and healthy, sun-kissed glow about her drew men's gazes and held them fast.
"Such a beautiful name! Do you know who I am?"
"..." Bai Yun, hearing this, felt a tremor within her.
Was her name that nice? This was the first time someone had complimented her name.
She always thought her name was too rustic, so much so that people often joked that she should be called "Black Soil" instead of "Bai Yun" ("White Cloud").
Now that someone praised her name, Bai Yun's face turned so red that it could have dripped blood.
Bai Yun simply nodded, of course, she knew he was Luo Ziqiao, the superstar.
Bai Yun always responded by nodding or shaking her head, rarely making a sound and she did not even glance at Best Actor Luo.