Where the Light Begins

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When Song Yuanwan first arrived in Xicheng, her jade-green qipao accentuated her lovely figure. Paired with her striking, elegant features, she immediately caught everyone's eye.

The owner of the guesthouse enthusiastically recommended a guide. At a glance, she picked out the tall man in the corner.

As if he'd expected this, the owner tilted his head and asked with a smile, "What do you think, Brother Xu?"

Huo Xu raised an eyebrow slightly, then walked over, his expression indifferent and aloof.

The moment they brushed past each other, Song Yuanwan's breath caught and her heart pounded. She reached out...

"Handsome, come with me on this trip. I guarantee you'll come out ahead."

Later, Huo Xu wondered how exactly he'd come out ahead.

He'd clearly been reeled in bit by bit, and in the end, he'd lost his heart as well.

That day... Dawn broke, and the first rays of morning light spilled into the tent. The space beside him was cool and empty. She was long gone.

Huo Xu slowly sat up, his gaze turning cold.

Something seemed to be wrapped in the black T-shirt at his feet.

He hooked it with his toe...

It was... a Junlan Hotel annual membership card!

The red sun rose slowly, bathing the world in brilliant light and instantly chasing the chill from his eyes.

Huo Xu stretched his arms and looked south, a faint smile on his lips. "I suppose it's time... to go back and take a look."

Song Yuanwan never expected that, as a qipao designer, she would win an award for a distinctive men's long gown.

After the ceremony, a reporter asked, "Did you design this gown for someone in particular?"

Song Yuanwan smiled. "Huo Xu, I guess."

Everyone: "Maybe? What kind of answer is that?"

Word was that the owner of Junlan would personally present the winner with the hotel's VIP card, the kind that meant a lifetime of free stays!

Song Yuanwan was looking forward to it. After all, she really did like Junlan Hotel.

But she did wonder: Was the owner of Junlan really that free?

Why personally deliver the card? To show how much they valued the winner?

Only when the hotel manager introduced him did she find out: "Miss Song, this is our Mr. Huo, the head of Junlan."

Song Yuanwan swallowed twice and blinked, asking uncertainly, "Isn't the owner of Junlan surnamed Luo?"

Seeing his boss's expressionless face, the manager could only continue, "Mr. Huo is Chairman Luo's grandson."

Song Yuanwan: "..."

The instant the man looked her way, Song Yuanwan's heart thundered in her chest, though a calm smile remained on her face.

"Mr. Huo, what a coincidence."

At this opening, the hotel manager immediately took the hint, slipped out, and considerately closed the door behind him.

Huo Xu advanced step by step, while Song Yuanwan backed away, breathing fast. "Mr. Huo, um, Mr. Huo... Let's talk this out. Besides, this is your hotel..."

"Yes, it's my hotel." The man's voice was cool. "You think one annual membership card is enough to get rid of me?"

Theme: Even the faintest light can start a prairie fire.