lt;pgt;Fu Yan Huo Mi

He was wearing a dark suit, his brow creased with a coldness that seemed deeper than before. He appeared more mature and composed, but also a touch melancholic.,Fu Yan moved her gaze away without a sound. Fu Jing clenched his fist secretly, his eyes falling on Huo Mingzheng who had come in with her.,Fu Jing stood up. He was over six feet tall, his aura not shrinking at all, as he met his gaze, "Second brother."。