Beneath the Glamour: A Charity Gala Turned Nightmare III

When Sian raised his head, he met Jiang Hangyu's sharp gaze. Of course, the latter wasn't alone; beside him stood the "green tea" who shared the same white hair as Sian. But even so, it was clear that the colour didn't suit him at all—it only made him look like a pale ghost. Sian couldn't understand how his fans admired that appearance.

Jiang Hangyu had one hand resting on Song Zijian's waist as he looked at Sian. At first, he was stunned by the other's appearance—Sian truly looked like a breathtakingly beautiful angel. He had always believed that white hair suited Sian perfectly. However, ever since he learned that Sian was merely imitating Zijian and bullying him at every opportunity, he had begun to feel disgusted by Sian's so-called "copied" appearance. But today, for the first time in a long while, Hangyu felt the same sensation he had when he first laid eyes on Sian—a bewitching, gentle, and innocent beauty. That was his very first impression of him.