In the airport VIP lounge, Bai Chenyao sat on a crimson sofa, wearing a black bespoke suit. Even though he was seated, his tall and slender figure and unparalleled noble demeanor were unmistakable.
His facial features remained handsome and cold, with eyes dark and deep, like an unfathomable, bottomless pool, exuding subtle, almost imperceptible danger.
His posture was slightly lazy, half-leaning on the sofa, with one leg slightly bent and the other crossed over it. He held a dark blue folder, browsing through the documents inside.
As he read, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, like a butterfly resting by the edge of a deep pool, light and natural, yet carrying a hint of darkness, much like the elusive feeling he gave to others.
When Tian Tian entered, she was slightly stunned to see Bai Chenyao like this.
But she quickly regained her usual calm and poise, offering a slight smile with a voice that was gentle yet slightly distant.
"Sir, hello, I heard you were looking for me?"
