Chapter 65 Male beauty is indeed alluring.

Shi Shi opened the handbag and glanced inside. It was an exquisite limited-edition bag, quite valuable. It was a small, delicate handbag, a very versatile style. She smiled, thinking to herself that these two were truly thoughtful.

Yi Cheng finally came to his senses and said, "Sister Shishi, if we want to start a media company, what are the specific steps?" Shi Shi did not answer the question directly, but pondered for a moment and then said, "First, we need to find a suitable office location and register the company. Zi Jing, you should make a list of some anchors that you think are reliable. We can start with small-scale operations in the early stages."

Zi Jing nodded quickly. It's best for them to keep a low profile initially, as the nail that sticks out gets hammered down. The three parted ways, and Zi Jing felt that Shi Shi had other ideas she wasn't saying. But it wasn't the right time to ask. They needed to see each other's abilities first!

A few days later, they found a cost-effective office space and rented it. Zi Jing also contacted several familiar and reputable livestreamers. Everything was progressing smoothly.

Shi Shi encountered an unexpected situation. Looking at the person opposite her, Shi Shi felt that she had been scammed.

Rewind to an hour earlier, Shi Shi hadn't expected it to rain in Kyoto at the end of September. She rushed out the door, forgetting that she didn't have a spare umbrella in her car.

Shi Shi rushed to school, but unexpectedly, as soon as she got out of the car, the rain started pouring down.

Her face instantly fell. No umbrella, oh no! It's not a short walk from here to the school gate!

There weren't many students on the road at that moment; they were all rushing to class, and no one could give her a ride. Shi Shi stood under the eaves, looking at the heavy rain outside, thinking to herself that she could only wait for the rain to subside before going out. She quickly tightened the belt of her coat and stood on the steps watching the rain.

The rain was heavy and the wind was strong. When the wind blew, Shi Shi's hair became a mess, and her originally smooth hair flew everywhere. Shi Shi quickly raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears, and then put her hands into her coat pockets.

The parking lot was nearly empty, so having a burning gaze on her was incredibly noticeable. She felt it immediately, turned her head, and saw a man in a black trench coat, holding a blue umbrella, staring at her. The dark blue umbrella obscured most of his face, revealing only the lines of his jaw and his long, slender neck. His hands were beautiful; one was in his pocket, the other gripping the umbrella handle tightly—long, strong, and with well-defined knuckles. Inappropriately, Shi Shi thought of someone's eagle-like fingers.

She's so evil!

Although she couldn't see the person's face clearly, Shi Shi felt that the person had an indescribable good looks.

The man's gaze was intense and earnest, and Shi Shi looked back at him openly.

The two of them just stared at each other for several minutes.

Suddenly, the man tilted his umbrella backward, exposing his entire face to Shi Shi. Perhaps it was because he was so serious, but Shi Shi felt like he was trying to scare her. She made a fierce face at him, held it for only a second, and then returned to her dignified, ladylike demeanor, as if that person hadn't been her at all.

Shi Shi's smile grew even brighter, as dazzling as a beautiful flower blooming in spring. She had always enjoyed teasing others, as if it were one of the greatest joys of her life. Recently, as her life gradually returned to normal, she began to revert to her pre-transmigration personality. Besides, teasing others occasionally didn't cost any money, so why not? She gently blinked her large, bright eyes, deliberately feigning innocence and harmlessness. Her radiant face, illuminated by the fine drizzle, appeared even more captivating, like a beautiful painting unfolding before Fu Yingzhou's eyes. Raindrops slid down her silky hair, dripping onto her fair and delicate skin like glistening pearls rolling onto a jade plate—a breathtaking sight.

Suddenly, the man's gaze met hers, and Shi Shi felt like prey being watched, as if all the blood in her body had stopped flowing.

He strode towards her. Shi Shi sought shelter from the rain under the eaves of a building near the teachers' parking lot. Behind her were rows of cars, and in front of her was an open space. The pattering rain seemed to have created a cage around Shi Shi, leaving her with nowhere to hide.

The pressure was too intense!

Fu Yingzhou stopped two steps away from Shi Shi. This distance was enough for Shi Shi to see his face clearly. The man wasn't young; he looked to be in his early thirties, and his overall demeanor seemed out of place on campus. Kyoto University is one of the oldest universities in China's history and the country's top institution of learning. It wasn't that this man lacked experience or refinement; on the contrary, he was impeccably dressed. His black and gold trench coat, though the fabric was unclear, exuded a high-quality feel. He wore matching suit trousers, which made his legs appear long and straight—he must be at least 1.9 meters tall! Shi Shi wasn't short for a girl, and with her high heels, she was over 1.7 meters tall. But next to this man, she looked like a dwarf.

To Shi Shi's greatest surprise, she hadn't expected the man to have such a face. He was the most handsome person she had seen since she transmigrated.

Some people can instantly attract everyone's attention the moment they appear.

His face was sharply defined, like a work of art meticulously sculpted by an ancient Greek artist. His forehead was full and smooth, gleaming with a healthy glow; two arched eyebrows slanted upwards, striking yet gentle, their slightly upturned peaks conveying an innate coolness and untamed spirit. Beneath his brows were a pair of deep, captivating eyes, like cold stars twinkling in the night sky, dark and profound, their pupils seemingly holding endless stories, compelling one to explore them. His eyes were long and narrow, with slightly upturned corners.

Help!

He was looking at me and smiling! His smile was captivating! His eyes, like crescent moons, were deep yet held an indescribable tenderness, mesmerizing and enchanting. His straight nose, like a mountain peak, stood prominently in the center of his face, its lines strong yet smooth, the tip slightly upturned, adding a touch of playfulness to his cool features. His lips were beautifully shaped, the lower lip slightly fuller, the color like rose petals, subtly alluring. When he wasn't smiling, he possessed a cool, aloof air, but when he smiled, it was like a gentle spring breeze, warm and captivating.

His skin was fair and delicate, yet possessed a masculine strength, glowing with a faint wheat-colored sheen in the sunlight, radiating health and vitality. The lines on both sides of his face were clean and crisp, outlining a perfect facial contour from his temples to his chin, possessing both the youthful handsomeness and the composure and restraint of a mature man.

What a contradictory man.