He lowered his eyes slightly. When he looked at Jian Yanyan, she could clearly see his long eyelashes, like fans resting on his eyelids, covering the color of his eyes.
Jian Yanyan stared at him blankly. Knowing him for so long, she never thought he was this handsome. Perhaps it was because she always had Shen Mingfeng in her heart, so she never paid attention to Su Junhao. Being one of the top three young masters in Jiang City, he obviously wasn't lacking, but Jian Yanyan just never cared too much.
"What are you looking for?" Su Junhao watched her as she swept everything that had fallen on the sofa into her arms and then shoved them into her bag without bothering to organize them neatly.
He frowned slightly.
"I'm looking for my phone. Where did it go? Could it have been lost during last night's fight? My phone was recently replaced; it's still new." Jian Yanyan muttered as she continued searching under the sofa cushions.
