The man obviously noticed Gu Shengyin's gaze as well.
She was fascinated by him.
Having accepted this realization, the curve of the man's lips became more joyful.
He reached out with his slender, fair fingers, gently touching the scar on the left side of Gu Shengyin's forehead.
Gu Shengyin could feel that his fingers carried a slight coolness, and the touch on the wound did not cause pain, but rather felt very comfortable.
She couldn't see it herself, but others could clearly see that after this mysterious man placed his fingers on Leng Shi's wound and gently rubbed twice...
The wound that had originally been cut open and bruised vanished mysteriously!
The man was tall, even kneeling like this, he appeared a notch taller than anyone else.
He leaned forward and gazed at Gu Shengyin: "My bride, how could I possibly mistake you? From beginning to end, there won't be anyone but you."
Others sitting nearby: "..."
They somehow felt redundant standing here.
