The night was now deep and thick, as if painted with ink. Jiang Chengsi had changed his clothes, which fit well, but this attire had many hidden little details, particularly the buttons, which were not of the traditional suit style, making them extraordinarily special.
So parts were confusing to Jiang Chengsi, and since it was hard to explain over text, he simply made a video call.
At this ti, "Miss Xiao" was in her bedroom when a video call suddenly ca through, causing her heart to make a sudden leap.
She never expected Jiang Chengsi would video call her; her heart trembled, and her hand shook...
She hung up imdiately.
Jiang Chengsi frowned, only then realizing that he might have been too abrupt.
It was very late now; maybe it was inconvenient for her, so he sent a ssage: [I just have so questions about the clothes I wanted to ask you, if it’s inconvenient, just text .]
It wasn’t that she was inconvenienced, but his video call ca too suddenly, and she was unprepared.
[No, I pressed the wrong button.]
The video call reconnected, and suddenly seeing the other person through the phone made things a bit awkward at first.
Jiang Chengsi was slightly taken aback upon seeing her.
The room was warm, and she wore a red knitted dress, her hair loosely twisted up, with a few strands falling casually on both sides, giving off a relaxed and lazy vibe.
Her makeup-free face carried a slight blush amidst the fairness, probably unaccustod to using video, she kept adjusting the cara distance.
This should be her room; the backdrop showed several beautiful oil paintings, a vaguely visible headboard, a delicate crystal floor lamp, and so indistinguishable photos; most importantly, the lens revealed that one side of her room was not a wall...
But a huge floor-to-ceiling window, stretching out, like a glass balcony, giving a sunroom-like feeling.
Jiang Chengsi raised an eyebrow slightly...
That building was just a regular apartnt, would it have such a design?
Moreover, her room seed quite spacious.
"Is your outfit on? Let take a look." She spoke up, breaking his train of thought.
"Yeah, I’ve changed. There are a few places I’m not sure about." Jiang Chengsi attached his phone onto a stand, stepped away from the cara, letting her see him from head to toe, "The neckline here seems off."
"Don’t button it there; use a tie to secure it."
"A tie?" Jiang Chengsi turned to get a tie.
Video chatting always felt a bit awkward; she adjusted her position in front of the cara again and, to avoid awkwardness, picked up the cup on her side, pretending to drink water...
Little did she know, when Jiang Chengsi returned to the cara with the tie, he struck her once again.
The distance was drawn very close at this point.
He was examining the tie while single-handedly unbuttoning the collar that was initially buttoned—
One button, followed by another...
The collar slightly opened, and from the cara angle, his Adam’s apple and collarbones were clearly visible; he raised a hand to flip his collar, tied his tie, and reached out to adjust it.
She had never watched a man tie a tie so intently.
His fingers were long, collarbones vaguely accentuated, and the white shirt sohow added a hint of allure.
"How should I tie the tie? Should it be formal, or slightly loose?"
Jiang Chengsi finished tying his tie; the cara served as the best mirror as he checked himself, lifting a hand to loosen it a bit.
For n, pulling a tie might just be an unconscious act, but so people naturally exude a particular charm doing such gestures.
"How about this? Is it alright?" Jiang Chengsi looked at her.
Their gazes seed to instantly collide through the cara, and Jiang Chengsi’s fingers slightly paused, because the girl opposite, holding a teacup in her hands, perhaps flushed by the cup’s steaming vapor, or perhaps due to sothing else...
Her whole face showed a dash of lovely soft pink.
Like a lotus blooming in early sumr, with a fleeting shyness.
It stirred sothing inexplicable within him.
"That’ll do, why don’t you try on the jacket now." She lowered her head and took a sip of water, avoiding Jiang Chengsi’s gaze.
Who knew how impactful that scene was for her just now.
Especially that mont when he looked over...
Clearly, they were only seeing each other through the lens, yet she felt this person was right next to her, closer than ever before.
With even a fleeting glance...
It felt like a spark landing on her heart, making her blood rush in an instant.
The searing warmth surged to her face.
Even more so in the cara, she could see her own face.
It was truly red.
As Jiang Chengsi put on the outfit, she guided him again, explaining the many small details in the design.
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