Chapter 42 Qing Sui

The wind and snow howled through the alley.

In the distance, the lights dimmed in the vast whiteness, leaving only a faint red glow.

Within the wind and snow, a deep and faint cough could be faintly heard.

"Miss, please put on more clothes."

A deep voice sounded.

The man holding the umbrella against the snow took off his grey suit, revealing a white shirt stretched by his muscles. He had a face that was both elegant and profound, its mature countenance betrayed no hint of effeminacy even as his hair was tied back in a ponytail.

This was a man whose mere silhouette could be perceived as magnetically attractive.

If one were to lock eyes with this man—

Many people... would find themselves lost in his deep gaze.

"Uncle Gao..."

The girl who appeared to be only fifteen smiled gently, "I'm not cold."

The wind and snow were blocked outside the umbrella.