"Hehe," the exquisite curve of his lips suddenly turned upward, letting out a faint chuckle. That naturally seductive face, in an instant, became infinitely enchanting, brimming with allure, captivating all beings.
The girl must have forgotten him, but he remembered.
That Wolf Tooth Necklace, gleaming with a cold light, was his deepest memory in the darkness, his pale and slender fingers caressing a tight arm without a single scar, the neatly trimmed nails healthy and pink.
Weisheng Yueren lifted his head and gazed into the distance, a slight smile beginning to form. His eyes, deep like a pool, radiated determination and mirth, yet somehow they gave off an eerie feeling.
Finally, seeing that the third uncle was occupied with something in the study, Gu Shaoqing and Gu Che seized their chance and came together.
The grandfather had already gone to rest, planning to come down for dinner later, leaving the youngsters in their own little world.
