They say that fame nurtures a person, and in Fu Sili’s case, this sentiment had truly taken physical form.
He was radiant and high-spirited, his brows radiating a newfound confidence and dash. Who could still see the traces of the man from a few months ago—disheveled, exhausted, and bitter as he scrambled to pay his foster father’s medical bills?
Du Anrao was taken aback when she saw him, a flicker of embarrassment crossing her face at being caught gossiping behind his back.
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