Despite Xia Yumo having no significant family background or wealth, she had still grown up amidst envious gazes.
Yet, for the first time, she saw pity in the eyes of others looking at her, the kind of pity that stemmed from her physical disability.
She lowered her eyes, not knowing whether she should cry or laugh at the situation.
She looked up, her gaze fell on the gentleman who had just spoken up for her.
He wore a gray suit, with a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, appearing both refined and handsome.
She subconsciously started comparing him to Gu Junhang.
He was good-looking, with a much gentler expression in his eyes and brows than Gu Junhang.
In comparison, Gu Junhang's demeanor was even colder.
Upon realizing that she had involuntarily started comparing the two men, she couldn't help but smile wryly in her heart.
When the man saw Xia Yumo looking at him, his face momentarily froze. Then, he politely nodded at her.
