บท 75: Chapter 75 Qinglang's Dilemma (4)

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But Feng Qinglang merely glanced at her indifferently, his eyes betraying no waves of emotion as if such sights were all too familiar to him. Then he entered the fitting room to try on his tuxedo.

That cold glance of his was like a blade of ice scraping across her heart, an instant chill.

Feng Qinglang had finished trying on his clothes and emerged.

The sky-blue suit, corresponding to Leng Wanxin's evening gown, adorned his figure with a particular sharpness and softhearted charm. Under the lights, he resembled an elegant little prince.

However, there was none of the usual sunny warmth in his smile that he was accustomed to wearing. Instead, he sported a detached and indifferent demeanor, remaining expressionless no matter how much others praised his handsome looks.

"They fit you both perfectly, you really are a match made in heaven. How about I take a photo of you two?"