Mu Qinghe glanced at him coldly and with warning.
Jian Fengchi ignored him and smiled flippantly. "Even I can tell, can't you? This pair of eyes is really…"
"Jian Fengchi." Mu Qinghe's voice sounded like it was mixed with ice shards.
Jian Fengchi finally restrained himself and shrugged. "Okay, I won't say it anymore." Even though he was talking to Mu Qinghe, his gaze was glued to Chu Liuyue. Accurately speaking, it was her face.
"May I know your name?" Jian Fengchi was tall and handsome. When his pair of cold eyes seriously stared at someone, they looked like the vast ocean, which made people fall in love devotedly.
Chu Liuyue couldn't remember how many women he had won over with his looks. The entire Tianling Dynasty knew what type of person Jian Fengchi was, but there were still countless women who would pounce at him just to get him to look at them. However, he had never walked through the garden and was innocent.
