The winter sunshine was still bright, not piercingly dazzling, but like gentle particles of light dancing merrily!
That kind of gentleness was light and ethereal, not like a mother's hand brushing across your face, but rather directing one's gaze toward the distant Holy Land!
Ye Feifei had probably not enjoyed the feeling under the morning sun for a long time. At this moment, the morning's horn sounds and bird chirping together formed a symphony, surprisingly harmonious, gently fluttering by her ears; her memories suddenly flew back to a year ago!
At that time, she wasn't just a small fry in the entertainment industry — although she was someone who moved around in it (specifically as a personal designer for Xia Yichu) — she was definitely among the upper echelons of this City S!
As a standard graduate of a 211 university with excellent linguistic talents and design skills, be it IQ or capability, Ye Feifei was second to no one!