For some inexplicable reason, Ye Liangyan's heartbeat paused.
However, it wasn't long before the man's hand let go.
Ye Liangyan couldn't help but feel curious and slightly turned her eyes to look at the man beside her.
Jiang Yutang held the teacup in one hand, slightly closed his eyes to drink, looking calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
Looking at his profile like this, she felt even more that his whole person was as gentle as jade, like a graceful young master, with both the noble pride of a distinguished family and an indifferent yet courteous and graceful demeanor.
Compared to when he was in front of her, he seemed a lot more refined. Was it all just an act?
Ye Liangyan thought nonchalantly, then heard his cool voice, tinged with a teasing tone, "Miss Ye, do you seem a bit nervous?"
