"You're back?" Just as she was still pondering how to cover it up, Yan Sijue, in a white suit, walked out from the house, his eyes looking deeply at her.
Mu Yiliang couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
This was the first time she had seen this man in a white suit.
In her memory, it was also the first time she had seen a man wear a white suit with such an outstanding aura. Elegant and noble were not enough to describe the shock the man brought her at this moment. He was just standing there, with calm eyes and thin lips lightly pressed, his overly handsome face exuding a fatal vibe and a sense of oppression. Without needing a forceful threat, with just one look, he seemed capable of effortlessly obtaining everything in the world.
It was as if he was born to overlook all living beings.
Mu Yiliang could hear her own heartbeat and didn't know if it was due to nervousness or astonishment.
A hint of impatience flickered between Yan Sijue's brows: "Where did you go?"
