The man with gold-rimmed glasses, Fang Yongzheng, had a gentle smile, and his actions were gentlemanly, exuding politeness.
He extended his hand in front of Zhu Ting'er, waiting for a response.
Yet, behind those gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were lustful.
Suddenly approached, Zhu Ting'er was caught off guard.
She looked up and saw Fang Yongzheng's sharp suit, elegant actions, and gentlemanly demeanor, which instantly increased her affection towards him.
But quickly, Zhu Ting'er noticed Fang Yongzheng's gaze and felt uncomfortable all over.
That gaze seemed to be penetrating.
Compared to Lin Tian's deep and calm gaze when interacting with her, the difference was stark, and she immediately sensed it.
Instantly, Zhu Ting'er's face chilled, she gave Fang Yongzheng a faint look, then turned her head away.
Upon seeing this.
Fang Yongzheng's smile froze awkwardly, and he withdrew his hand.
