The man who walked in was tall, with deeply etched, handsome features, exuding a commanding presence as if a king returning to his throne.
With a face sculpted like a blade, staunch features, icy eyes underneath his sword-like eyebrows, and an unyielding gaze that held disdain for the world around him, he was now sizing up everything around him indifferently.
Lu Zhanbei was a man who naturally emanated an icy aloofness, which made him a cold figure wherever he went, his aura invariably clashing with everything around him.
The scent he carried was like an unapproachable distance, yet he was not like this with everyone. Despite his dismissive demeanor, his coldness was wild enough to command attention.
Overlooking him, Gu Qianqian couldn't see his facial expressions clearly but her heart trembled slightly: This was the man she loved the most!
She could indeed feel two gazes fixed on her, however, the astute Lu Zhanbei didn't raise his head.
