Good Luck Wedding 040 - Scoundrel!

His gaze flickered away, and his breathing became shallow.

Li Fengqi lowered his pant legs, let out a chuckle, then wheeled closer to him, eyes dark yet flickering. “Does the Young Master truly understand?”

As Li Fengqi approached, Ye Yunting unconsciously took a step back, lips parting as he struggled to speak. His eyelashes fluttered; his heart pounded like thunder within his chest, momentarily rendering him speechless.

Good Luck Wedding 039 - Sweetheart

Only one lamp lit up the study, and its flickering flame was insufficient to illuminate the entire room.

Ye Yunting squinted, allowing his eyes to adjust to the dim light before he groped toward the source of illumination. The candlelight shone from behind a screen, casting a hazy silhouette on the other side.