On the golden chair, the man leaned lazily on the side.
He was dressed in a black robe with golden patterns on the corner of his robe. He looked very noble.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked nonchalant, but his glass-like black pupils flickered with a deep light. His entire person emitted a wild and arrogant aura.
His thin lips were pink, and he had a faint smile that could terrify one's soul. His black hair draped over his shoulders, and only a purple satin was slightly raised. He was casual but not messy.
That pair of familiar phoenix eyes that were filled with ridicule made Feng Chuge's heart tremble.
It was actually him!
Di Juechen, whom she had met at the Feng Residence that night!!
Their eyes met and sparks flew.
The man's long and narrow eyes were filled with ridicule. His good-looking eyebrows were raised as he looked at Feng Chu Ge…
Feng Chuge looked at Di Juechen and frowned slightly.
This Di Juechen gave her a familiar feeling.