A strange male voice interjected, and Wei Anning subconsciously looked up to see a distinguished man dressed in a white shirt and black trousers slowly entering her line of sight.
The man had one hand casually tucked into his trouser pocket and the other holding a suit jacket as he strolled towards them. Sporting a pair of gold-framed glasses, his narrow, phoenix eyes gleamed sharply from beneath them.
He was handsome, certainly, but there was a strong hint of hostility in his eyes—it was clear that he was not easy to get along with.
Wei Anning didn't recognize him, but he seemed to know both her and Leng Youchen; he even called Leng Youchen "third brother." And with their almost identical fox-like eyes, it was certain that he also carried the Leng surname.
Leng Yanbo approached and stopped two or three steps away from them, his gaze lingering on Wei Anning, sizing her up from head to toe.
