The man was wearing a black trench coat, making his tall and slender figure even more striking.
He stood there quietly, almost blending in with the dark curtains, his side profile stunningly beautiful.
Yiliang Mu involuntarily swallowed.
There was a reason this man was so fervently sought after.
This kind of subtle aura made him even more unfathomable.
Yiliang Mu quietly watched him, unable to refrain from pondering the question: What kind of story had happened to this man to make him what he was now?
Maybe her gaze was too focused, the man finally turned around and looked at her.
Yiliang Mu was startled back to reality, lifted the thermos bucket in her hand and said, "I came to visit Mr. Liu Xuan."
The man's dark gaze seemed almost tangible as it swept across her face inch by inch.
Yiliang Mu inexplicably felt her cheeks heat up.
"He's still sleeping, please wait a bit," he said in a low, slightly hoarse and sexy voice.
