The handsome young man lowered his eyes, gazing tenderly at the wolf cub in his arms. The scene was like a beautiful painting, inexplicably etched in Gu Jin's mind. The man and the wolf looked perfectly harmonious, exuding warmth and charm.
Perhaps the sight of the young man holding the wolf cub was very pleasing to the eye, so Gu Jin nodded almost involuntarily, "Let's keep it for a while and see."
She didn't notice that as soon as she spoke, An Mingji's grip on the wolf cub tightened slightly, causing the sleeping cub to let out a small whimper.
An Mingji stared intently at the wolf cub in his arms, his brows and eyes full of indifference.
He wasn't gazing tenderly at the extra presence in his arms; rather, there was clear dissatisfaction, a barely contained urge to throw it out.
If An Mingji had known that just because of a momentary misperception when he lowered his eyes, Gu Jin decided to keep a wolf cub, he would have regretted it deeply.
