Unexpectedly, seeing her again today, she was stunning...
But then he remembered what Su Junhao had said before, and felt a surge of anger in his chest, as if something that belonged to him was being possessed by someone else. Even though he didn't want it before, he still felt uncomfortable, and now it seemed he wanted it again.
His gaze was deep, carrying intense hatred and reluctance.
"Mingfeng, Mingfeng?" Jiang Meilin called Shen Mingfeng several times, her eyes becoming more complicated. She took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress herself, and continued to ask softly: "What's wrong with you? Why aren't you speaking?"
Only then did Shen Mingfeng return to his senses, immediately suppressing all his emotions, and smiled faintly. The eyes behind those gold-rimmed glasses flashed.
"I'm listening, what's up?" he asked softly.
"It's almost time, could you help me put on that prosthetic limb? Let's go out." Jiang Meilin said.
