Black dress pants, grape purple shirt, Fu Mingyu stood backlit, and because of the dark tones of his clothes, his whole complexion seemed a bit gloomy.
However, ever since Wen Nuan called out "Third Brother," the melancholy on Fu Mingyu's face lightened a bit, and there was a slight glow in his eyes.
In that instant, Liang Yanting knew that the man opposite was the one Wen Nuan had kept in her heart for many years.
After calling "Third Brother," Wen Nuan said nothing, and Fu Mingyu stared blankly at Wen Nuan in silence. Liang Yanting looked at Fu Mingyu, then at Wen Nuan, who was already in a daze. Although standing right next to Wen Nuan, Liang Yanting felt a kind of bystander's detachment, as if forgotten from the world.
A light cough dragged their thoughts back, and Liang Yanting glanced at Wen Nuan, then proceeded forward.
Only then did Fu Mingyu carefully size up Liang Yanting.
