Wen Liujing lowered his eyes towards her, his fingertips gently caressing her eyebrows and eyes, softly stroking them.
Under his touch, the face that he caressed remarkably resembled Ye Qingci's, about seventy to eighty percent alike.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixated on the woman's face, yet his thoughts had already drifted to a distant place.
He had acted somewhat hastily with today's events.
Ye Qingci had just seen him, and he immediately sent that video to Jing Shun.
Such a coincidence would easily make Jian Shichu suspect him.
Yet, even though he knew he was being impatient, he couldn't control himself.
After enduring for so many years, without seeing Ye Qingci, he could persuade himself to be patient.
But now that he had seen Ye Qingci, he couldn't bear to wait even a moment longer.
