Today, the temperature has warmed up, and the sun broke through the clouds, shining brightly on the earth and making this French-style living room glow with golden light.
In this clear and dazzling light, He Yaonian slowly raised his eyes, his deep, dark mixed-race eyes snapping over.
His gaze was sharp and direct, like that of a nonchalant yet incredibly agile leopard.
Mingdai's heart skipped a beat.
Is He Yaonian looking at her?
My throat tightened, and I instinctively avoided this inexplicably dangerous eye contact.
She wasn't even sure if He Yaonian had actually been looking at her.
When she looked up again to examine the area carefully, her breath caught in her throat.
He Yaonian was indeed looking at her.
The man's strikingly sculpted features were stunning in the first photo. He sported a mature, business-like slicked-back hairstyle, a high nose bridge, fair skin, and alluring lips. His relaxed demeanor was like that of a classical work of art sculpture.
He Yaonian's eyes seemed calm and undisturbed, but an invisible aura of danger pressed down on Ming Dai's heart as if it were a physical force.
Mingdai couldn't take it anymore and cowered away.
She was filled with anxiety. Surely He Yaonian couldn't possibly dislike her as a member of the Mo family?
But isn't He Yaonian in charge of this family now?
Without his permission, He Yaoyuan probably wouldn't be able to bring Mo Yumei and her son back smoothly, right?
"Stay here for now."
A deep, indifferent voice lazily sounded.
He Yaonian withdrew his gaze and stood up. The well-tailored handmade suit made his tall and slender figure appear unapproachable.
One by one, the other people on the sofa stood up, following him.
He Yaonian took a long stride and walked out.
Mingdai obediently lowered her head and remained silent, waiting for Mo Tingchuan and the others to make their move.
He Yaonian suddenly stopped as he passed Mingdai.
Mingdai almost choked on her breath.
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