Their eyes met, their gazes locking in midair.
In a flash, like striking swords, they clashed.
Yu Lingqian stood up and extended his hand towards Ou Luo, "A pleasure to meet you."
Ou Luo's lips curled into a wicked smile, "I've long heard of you."
Their hands clasped, and it took a moment before they let go.
Ou Ya could clearly see the reddened impression of fingers on the webbing of both their hands.
Ou Ya looked down with a faint smile, "Is this the first time you two have met? The air is quite thick with gunpowder, isn't it?"
The three of them sat down quietly for the meal.
Yu Lingqian didn't seem to have much of an appetite, as Mu Anran had been gone for a long time and hadn't yet returned.
Ou Luo spoke nonchalantly, "Young Master Yu need not look anymore; Mrs. Yu must have met someone she knows. She stepped out, and it doesn't seem she will be back anytime soon."
Yu Lingqian looked up at the man across from him, outstanding in his handsomeness.
