Li Moying was currently seated on the chair. His elbows were on the armrest, propping up his head.
His pitch-dark eyes were as black as the eternal night, yet it radiated a strange cold glint.
He leaned against the chair, lifting his eyes slightly. It seemed as though he saw her, but also as though he didn't.
Li Leyun felt a sign of danger as his gaze swept past her. But that threat was tagged along with an astonishing charm. It attracted her to keep walking towards him, even though she knew that she was walking towards a bottomless abyss without any regrets…
Li Leyun's heart palpitated swiftly. Although her physical body was unable to take on Li Moying suppression and her fingers were starting to turn icy cold, she didn't stop moving.
"Brother Moying, you… what's the matter with you?"
Li Moying totally ignored her. His slender fingers picked up a wine cup and placed it to his lips. Lifting his head, he drank the entire cup of wine in one go.
