Qi Zhenbai quickly calmed down, took her hand and entered naturally, as if walking into his own house.
Chi Shuyan pursed her lips and closed the door, and had the man in front of her sit on the sofa. When the man let go of her hand, she immediately poured him a cup of water. Although it wasn't cold during the day, the wind was quite strong at night and it was quite cold.
As the man drank the water, Chi Shuyan sat beside him and observed him. Although he had come over travel-worn, he still looked like an elite, especially with his good looks, cold face, gray suit, and natural aura. He was tall and stood out from the crowd.
Chi Shuyan hadn't felt much at first, but thinking about their recently confirmed relationship, she felt a rare trace of nervousness.
Why was this man so good-looking?