The moment Su Lenghan heard Meng Xinyan's name, his body stiffened as he tensed up. The remaining hint of blood drained from his face. He pursed his lips tightly into a thin line, and his gaze seemed a little empty as well.
Seeing Su Lenghan in this state, Yun Bixue really felt like her heart could not bear it.
No matter what happened, she still had good times with Su Lenghan before. His past self was starkly different from his current state. Back then, he was strikingly handsome and elegant, with a pristine air around him. Everyone would notice him at first sight.
Now, however, he had really lost that glamor from the past. He had a deadpan air around him. Furthermore, he had thinned considerably and had white strands of hair on his head, which was uncanny for his age.
All of these made people sigh and feel pity for him.