Gong Ting's eyes were the most beautiful Wei Anning had ever seen, like the vast ocean, they could calm a person's mood. Because of his kind gesture of offering a handkerchief in the rain that day, she actually had a favorable impression of this gentlemanly man.
However, at the moment, she could distinctly feel an undercurrent of rivalry between him and Leng Youchen. Even though both men showed no emotion, why did they give her such an illusion?
She glanced at one and then the other.
They were clearly meeting for the first time, so why was there such a palpable animosity between them?
Suddenly, a hint of amusement flickered in Gong Ting's azure eyes, "I have long heard of the deep love between Third Young Master Leng and his wife, and today I am fortunate enough to witness it. It truly fulfills my wish."
