He had a high-bridged nose and the corner of his extremely thin lips were slightly curled upwards. One look at him and he exuded a cold aura.
Good-looking was an understatement for the feeling this person gave her.
Although he was sitting in a wheelchair and was thus shorter than her by a lot, he exuded a devilish aura from head to toe.
It gave off a feeling that he was neither human nor demon.
He was like a character that had come out of a two-dimensional comic book into real life.
Seeing the clothes on Tan Bengbeng, the corner of his lips curled more and a faint smile emerged on his face, making him look even more evil.
Tan Bengbeng did not say a word as she had tried earlier and her throat seemed to have been choked by the seawater and was still recovering. It was difficult for her to speak.
While she stayed silent, the man seemed as if he had no intention of speaking either.