Hua Jingya never expected to see the two people in front of her again, and it caught her off guard.
She first caught sight of Gu Xiqiao standing next to the door, and then Jiang Shuxuan, who stood behind her. The lights during the day were brighter than that night, and she could clearly see the beautifully marble-like silhouette of the man, the elegant arch of his eyebrows and the delicate features of his face. It was completely different than the other night she had seen him, his obsidian eyes seemed to be a pool of never ending abyss. If you were to look into it, it would only send chilling frost into your heart.
