Shu Feifei stood at the entrance of the Qipao Store, her face still flushed.
Having changed back into the black cheongsam she previously wore, her eyes were filled with longing as she looked towards the distance where Lin Fan had already disappeared.
"You think you're some kind of casanova, huh? I won't wear it, I'll sell it later!"
Clutching the cheongsam in her hand, Shu Feifei murmured under her breath with pursed lips. This was the secret code Lin Fan had set for her; the day she wore the cheongsam would be the day they met again. As for this man who hadn't even left his name, Shu Feifei didn't know what she was thinking, but somehow, she had completely given herself to him.
But she knew she couldn't just put on the cheongsam on her own, or she would fall right into his trap. If she did, wouldn't she be being passive? Once she became the target he captured, she would lose her freedom, just like she did twenty-three years ago.