Ji Nuan glanced behind her, staring in shock as Mo Jingshen's cold and straight figure walked towards her from the entrance—
Why would he show up here?
The people watching from the sidelines were stunned. They saw that the man approaching had a tall and imposing figure. It was as though he was brought along by the spring wind outside the door. His serene and dark eyes led them to feel cold inside; no one knew where this stern and frigid god came from.
The moment Zhou Yanyan and Han Tianyuan turned around and saw Mo Jingshen, their faces froze in shock.
The common people here would not know of Mo Jingshen's true nature, but how could they not?
Mo Jingshen's cold dark eyes scanned past Zhou Yanyan and quickly landed on Ji Nuan. He saw the shirt she had placed on the counter.
