Han Bi looked at Ye Feimo's expression, her fists slightly clenched.
"Nuannuan, can we talk somewhere else?" Fang Liucheng earnestly asked, his eyes intently focused on Wen Nuan, avoiding Ye Feimo's stern gaze.
Wen Nuan moved closer to Ye Feimo's side, not wanting to continue entangling with him.
Her heart was in chaos.
He wanted to step forward and pull Wen Nuan away, but Ye Feimo moved to the side, completely blocking Fang Liucheng. Both tall men had a sharp presence, neither outdone by the other, equally matched in their standoff. Fang Liucheng looked at Ye Feimo, who, like a guardian deity, stood protectively in front of the startled Wen Nuan. Ye Feimo always had a special demeanor combining dominance and nobility with coldness and elegance coexisting. He stood coldly in front of Fang Liucheng, as if guarding his precious treasure.
Dominating, with a hint of otherworldly mockery.
