บท 502: It's Feng Jue

The young man was wearing a short white suit and a black mask, revealing only his fair side profile.

His eyes were clear and bright under his short hair. When he looked up, his eyes were even brighter than the stars.

His aura was noble and clean as if he was untainted by dust.

When Gu Yang met that familiar pair of bright eyes, her pupils constricted.

Little Blood Bank!

The person who came was not Gu Zhaoming, but Feng Jue!

Even if he didn't show his face, Gu Yang could tell at a glance that the thin young man was Feng Jue since they spent a lot of time together at home and at school.

The moment Feng Jue appeared, the floating comments in the live broadcast room instantly increased.

[Didn't you say that he was a handsome middle-aged man? Why does he look like a young man?]

[Omigod. Why are you wearing a mask? Based on my many years of experience with handsome men, your features and figure are definitely peerless.]