He was already well-defined and chiseled in his facial features, with high, arched eyebrows. But when he looked at someone in this way, not only was it chilling to the bone, but his arrogance and overbearing demeanor were also simply unbearable. Just one look from him could make a person inexplicably fear-stricken.
"Are you not coming in?" His eyebrows rose slightly as his eyes pierced with a terrifying coldness. Even Bo Chengxin could not help but shudder.
Gu Qibao felt that under such an aura from Di Mingjue, Bo Chengxin could faint at any moment.
In the end, Bo Chengxin pushed her wheelchair in.
Her eyes were lowered, biting her lower lip in silence.
Di Mingjue did not speak either, he only coldly watched her.
Gu Qibao felt a bit odd. Why was Bo Chengxin not speaking?
Shouldn't she be crying and making a fuss, or boldly speaking up?
