Ling Tianyou stood tall like a pine tree, already a head taller than Ye Mingchen, now even more imposing.
Just moments ago, the arrogant and aggressive Ye Mingcen seemed to have changed into someone else, standing there unable to string together a complete sentence.
Seeing him like this, Gu Ningyue increasingly felt that the original owner must have been blind at the time.
Otherwise, how could she have taken a liking to such a cowardly creature?
"Why are you silent now?" Ling Tianyou walked up to Gu Ningyue, his gaze as cold as the fiercest winter wind. "Wasn't Young Master Ye very eloquent just a moment ago?"
Gu Ningyue felt Ling Tianyou's hand move to her waist, but after recalling the long scar there, he hesitated for a few seconds before wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
His palm was warm, as if imbued with a magical power, calming her earlier anger.
Ye Mingchen, looking at the two of them standing together, finally realized how absurd his actions had been.
