Zhao Lifei walked out of the banquet and into the night, her breaths coming out in short pants. She shivered upon feeling the cold embrace of the chilly night sky. She was glad to have walked out of the back entrance, instead of the front. If the paparazzi saw her like this, they would surely go to town with her bad image.
Tonight, the moon was at its fullest. Because the banquet was held outside of the skyscraper city, it was easier to see the stars at night. The night sky was speckled with hundreds of stars and luckily for it, there weren't any heavy clouds tonight.
Without anything hiding the glow of the moon, it casts a pale light upon Zhao Lifei. With her sullen expression, ripped dress, slightly messy hair, and dark circles, she looked like a fallen Goddess.
Standing at the doorway of the exit, completely entranced by her, was Yang Feng. He stared at her, lips slightly parted at the gorgeous woman standing a few meters away from him.
