The atmosphere at that time was delicate, faint, carrying an indescribable feeling.
Lu Zhanbei's gaze was clearly cold as ice and snow, and she should have felt chilled, but why, when he looked at her like that, did she instead feel a trace of indulgence in his eyes that she dared not believe?
Just like when she first met him four years ago.
He just watched her with a hint of interest, as if he was curious, yet at the same time, as if he felt nothing at all.
When he smiled, he was charmingly wicked; when he didn't, his presence exuded a terrifying aura that screamed 'keep out'.
However, the more he was like that, the more familiar it felt to her...
It was as if Lu Zhanbei from four years ago had finally returned. At that thought, Gu Qianqian's breath sank, and she suddenly felt like she was about to completely succumb to his gaze, no, that shouldn't happen, it couldn't be...
