Wen Nuan's sleepiness was startled away by the repeated soft coughs. She slowly opened her eyes and, upon seeing the man standing in front of her, a hint of uncontrollable surprise and joy flashed across her face.
Had she just dreamed of him from three years ago, and now a strange coincidence brought him here?
Could it be just a dream? She pinched her arm hard, almost crying out in pain.
Yet, she still couldn't believe it. She rubbed her eyes vigorously again, the smile deepening at her lips, and her clear eyes filled with laughter.
Her bright eyes opened, pure and unstained by the slightest speck of dust.
Leng Yan felt a slight stir in his heart at the way she had just opened her eyes. After seeing the change in her expression, his brows furrowed again.
Silly woman!
He snorted coldly in his heart with dissatisfaction.