The first time he met her was in a bar.
No loud music, no blinding lights. Under the soothing music, the river view by the window, and the dim light, he spotted her in a red dress. She drank the wine in her hand quietly, looking as lazy as a cat sleeping in the sunshine in the afternoon, which made people want to get closer and get to know her better.
In fact, she had noticed him a long time ago. He was wearing a clean white shirt and his bangs on his forehead. He retained a hint of youthfulness in his maturity. She could feel his eyes staying on her body for a long time...
(Inner OS: Damn, I've never seen a beautiful woman, have I?! Can you stop looking at me? My feet are numb even if I keep this posture. If it weren't for the fact that you are a handsome guy, I would have gone up to you.)
The glamorous and lazy famous dress designer VS the president of a high-end luxury brand who can never defeat the heroine
The evening breeze by the river highlights the rhythm of the girl's skirt
Intention: Falling in love at first sight is beautiful