Upon hearing, Lu Mingchuan let out a low chuckle.
He walked slowly towards Lin Chu, his steps measured, and with a gaze full of interest, he said, "You're so interesting. It's a pity we met too late."
She had seen candid people before, but never someone as unabashed as her.
Lin Chu did not shy away either. The two stood under the streetlamp, surrounded by the warm halo of light, and she finally saw the deep, unfathomable humor in Lu Mingchuan's eyes.
There is more than one way to be gentle.
In front of Jiang Yichen, Lin Chu would feel a sense of fear, even though he always carried himself with the gentlemanly manner of grace. Yet, that faint indifference seemed to emanate from his very bones.
Yet Lu Mingchuan…
Lin Chu could not see through his true nature.
Whenever a third person was present, his every move reflected the decorum of a wealthy family scion, but if it was just the two of them, beneath that gentle aura lay a lurking, sinister danger.
