The person was facing the corridor, and from her direction, she could only see the side of his face. His long, curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids, his gaze slightly drooping, skin pale and translucent like white jade, making that profile look so beautiful and delicate that it seemed almost unreal.
His right hand was resting on the doorframe; he must have heard something because he even turned to look this way.
Those light brown eyes were very attractive, but... the pair of eyes were so dim that they hardly reflected any light.
"Come here," he said.
Although the focus in those eyes looking this way was completely absent, everyone in the hall had no doubt that they were directed at Ye Shaohua.
His face remained as expressionless and cold as ever.