Gong Ting's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his features, more profound and three-dimensional than those of the average person, emanated a devilish charm as he smirked, "Deep affection, huh? I could see the vast disparity between them."
The Barnett couple exchanged glances. From the moment Wei Anning and Leng Youchen entered the castle, they had been secretly observing them.
Beneath Leng Youchen's seemingly cold and indifferent facade, he hid a fervent affection for Wei Anning, especially Mr. Barnett had a more direct sense of it.
After Wei Anning and Mrs. Barnett went upstairs, Leng Youchen appeared to talk about finance with him, but it was obvious his mind was elsewhere. He looked toward the second floor repeatedly—in a mere 30 minutes, at least a hundred times.
Such restlessness persisted until Wei Anning reentered his line of sight, and only then did he relax.
