Even though Ou Mingxuan was incredibly attractive, at that moment, he was exuding an intimidating aura. The women who usually coveted him didn't dare to approach or flirt with him, instead whispering and squealing softly.
Everyone watched as he walked through the rows of tables and chairs, heading directly to the window seat in the last row.
Qin Mengying saw him and was startled, causing her teacup to tremble and spill a few drops of tea.
Lately, he had been appearing out of nowhere, always eager to please her, always planning surprises for her. No matter how she ignored, overlooked, or rejected him, he would always come back, reborn from the ashes, and appear with a fiery passion.
She was already used to his sudden appearances, so her surprise a moment ago... perhaps contained a bit of guilt she wasn't willing to admit.
