"Did you notice anything?"
Because Bai Yanliang and Ren Wudao's actions were surprisingly synchronized, Lin Wan felt a bit puzzled.
The same pair of old glasses, did they see something different?
Ren Wudao pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes, and said, "The reading glasses' owner is a male between the ages of forty-five and fifty."
Bai Yanliang watched him, quietly listening to the other's analysis.
He already sensed that this young professor was the same type of person as him.
Thus, Bai Yanliang leaned against the table, appearing quite calm and collected.
The not-so-warm sunlight streamed through the window, just landing on Ren Wudao's shoulder, as if draping him in a golden veil.
At the same time, this beam of sunlight also fell on Bai Yanliang's profile, making his already delicate features appear exceptionally handsome under the soft light.
It's just that the casting light left his body in shadows, giving Bai Yanliang's quiet gaze an inexplicable depth.
