Staring at Shen Qiang on stage, sunshine cutting across that slightly unruly face, that arrogant yet iron-blooded, warhorse-dominating, Unrivaled smile—everyone in the audience instinctively gasped in their hearts, "So damn handsome," as a shock slammed into each of them.
"Qian Ning is beautiful like a towering mountain you can only look up to, Song Weiyin is beautiful like a spring breeze brushing your face, and that girl blowing the horn is beautiful like a little flower at the foot of the mountain. They're all so beautiful, beautiful like a painted scroll. But why is it that when Shen Qiang smiles, I suddenly feel like, in an instant, they all just turned into background?"
"It feels like my heart just took a punch. I never imagined that in this world, there would be a man who could be more captivating than those three beauties, and I have to admit, that smile really makes you forget to breathe."
