Fu Ning's eyes widened the moment she opened the door.
"Mi-Miss, he... he..."
"What about him?" Chu Qianli looked up, and in the next moment, she clearly saw the figure standing by the door.
A flash of astonishment swept across her eyes.
Having seen so many extraordinarily beautiful men, the fact that she was still stunned now meant that this man was of another extraordinary kind.
But he was timid.
Always bowing his head, afraid to meet their gazes.
He also seemed uncomfortable with people looking at his face, instinctively trying to turn aside and block it.
It did not seem like an act; it was genuine discomfort and resistance.
Chu Qianli's gaze fell on Fu Ning.
This girl, staring blankly, still unable to snap out of it.
She coughed lightly, but Fu Ning had no response.
She coughed loudly twice, and still, Fu Ning did not react.
Chu Qianli said helplessly, "Do you intend to devour him whole?"
