Chapter 61
Hua Ren quickly closed the door behind him, his chest tightening with a mix of shock and alarm. Turning, his gaze landed on Sheng Fei, lounging comfortably in a wooden chair as though he owned the place. His legs were propped up on the edge of the table, a porcelain cup of steaming tea balanced effortlessly in his hand.
Sheng Fei looked as though he’d stepped straight out of a royal portrait. The jet-black robes with white cuffs and collar enhanced his commanding presence, and his ebony hair, tied back with a white silk ribbon, framed his sharp features perfectly. He hadn’t bothered with a disguise this time, his golden eyes gleaming with unrestrained happiness. A small, teasing smile tugged at his thin lips as he met Hua Ren’s gaze.