Chapter 277: Caring, Does it Mean Liking?

Tang Nuanning suddenly snapped back to her senses and looked at him, momentarily dazed.

He stood a few meters away with both hands in his pockets, his handsome brows slightly narrowed, his features chiseled and attractive, his figure tall and upright.

He was usually so proud and aloof, radiating a chill that made it clear he was not someone to be trifled with.

At that moment, whether it was his mood or some other reason, his presence seemed a touch less frosty and a tad warmer, making him appear even more distinguished and gentlemanly.

A moderate appraisal: a model of talent.

Exaggerating a bit: so handsome and well-mannered that he didn't seem of this world.

Although she felt no romantic affection for him, Tang Nuanning still awarded his appearance and demeanor a perfect score in her heart.

"Are you dazed? Are you coming or not?"

Tang Nuanning quickly replied, "I'm coming."