Her Eyes Resemble Hers (8)

The lights in the room were all switched on, so it was extremely bright there. Gu Yusheng happened to sit under the brightest light, which made his light skin even lighter, as flawless as porcelain.

That day, he had worn a black shirt and let his suit jacket randomly hang over the back of the chair. With two buttons on his chest undone, he looked relaxed and quite casual.

On his right hand side sat Lu Bancheng, who was saying something to him and smiling every now and then.

He looked mild and peaceful, head tilted to one side, listening but not talking. Occasionally when Lu Bancheng shook his head and laughed exaggeratedly, he would glimpse at him to show his detest deliberately, then Lu Bancheng would immediately stop laughing and continue talking.