She Is as Sweet as Honey

Qiu Wei spent two years with the ballet company, listening to people talk about Huo Yan for two years. Everyone said the investor behind the scenes was exceptionally handsome and refined, with an air of nobility. He was someone to admire from afar but never approach. Just speaking to him was enough to send you straight to heaven. Qiu Wei didn't believe it. Usually, rumors exaggerated to the point of absurdity only set you up for disappointment. Until she saw the man who lived in the myths everyone had told with her own eyes. In those gentle, jade-like eyes, just as they had been years ago, her image was reflected. His broad palm held her slender, fair ankle as he spoke in a tenderness no one had ever heard from him: "Weiwei, don't be afraid. I'm here." Handsome and refined, with an air of nobility? That barely begins to describe him. He was the brightest light in her life.