However, in front of him, being held by Jun Wuhen so intimately made her feel uncomfortable.
When Xijian Liying looked at them, it was like seeing a couple, a man, a woman, and a woman, with overwhelming anger burning in her eyes.
If his eyes were like knives, he would have killed them countless times. It was so sharp that even if they shattered their bones and scattered ashes, it would still be hard to erase the hatred in his heart.
The woman in front of him was obviously his wife, but she looked at the other man with another kind of pity.
The soft light in her eyes and the shyness on her face were something he had never seen before.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then it flashed past.
However, even though he was extremely angry and hateful, he did not do any impulsive behavior this time.
The raging anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by incomparable calm.
Yanran has never seen such a glass shadow in the stream.
In the past, he was always easily aroused by her to anger in his heart.
He would yell at her, hit her, bully her, throw her to the ground, and laugh like a mischievous child when she got up in a panic.
But now, his handsome face has a sculpture-like expression.
As dazzling as a god, his eyes are as calm as water.
Under such calmness, there are more terrifying and worrying waves hidden.
Yanran was a little confused. She found that she had never really seen through the glass shadow of the stream.
In other words, the side of Xijian Liying that was shown to her in the past was only revealed in front of her.
But this side now is his true face.
Even when Mount Tai is on top, he doesn't even frown. He is as calm as a snake, which makes people feel extremely dangerous.
It was completely unfamiliar to her.
Such strangeness gave her a chill in her heart.
She clenched her fist unconsciously, but Jun Wuhen grabbed her hand without leaving any trace.