"…"
Madam Zhou abruptly stopped. Her pupils shook violently as she suddenly looked at him.
Ye Wangchuan was wearing a light blue shirt today. Blue was a pure and clean color that suited him very well.
He looked arrogant and noble, and there was even a unique gentleness in his eyes.
However, those familiar with him knew.
It would be fine if Ye Wangchuan did not smile. But if he looked gentle and easy to talk to, it would often be the time when he was the least approachable.
At this time, those who bumped into the muzzle would not have a good ending.
Even Qin Si, Bo Jingxing, and the others would hide 80 feet away every time they saw his expression. They tried their best not to burn themselves and become that unlucky person.
"You're right about something." Ye Wangchuan's voice was faint.
Madam Zhou trembled, and her heart inexplicably thumped. "W-What?"
