Upon hearing this sound, everyone turned their eyes toward the doorway.
A tall figure stepped into the room, the sharp clatter of his black leather shoes against the wooden floor echoing with every stride. With each step he took, the temperature in the room seemed to drop by a degree.
Fu Dexin’s pupils trembled, and his grip on Fu Jiaru’s hand shook uncontrollably. "Z-Zhinian, why are you here?"
Chapter 71