Shen Chuwei stared at the stranger in front of her; that low voice felt familiar once more, and she couldn't help leaning in and whispering, "You can call me Doctor Shen."
The man sensed a warm breath coming towards him, carrying a faint scent that was surprisingly not unpleasant.
"Do you like to speak close to people?"
"Not really," Shen Chuwei said, yet she continued to gaze closely at the man before her. Why did his voice sound somewhat like Xiao Jinyan's?
With doubts, she reached out to remove the gauze from his eyes, but as soon as she touched it, her hand was tightly grasped by his, and the grip was very strong.
"What are you trying to do?"
The man's voice was neither cold nor warm, showing no hint of emotion.
Shen Chuwei listened attentively and realized that this was how Xiao Jinyan spoke when they first met, making it hard for anyone to take a liking to him.
If he hadn't been so handsome, she wouldn't have thought of secretly drawing him.
Man: "..."
