It's Gu Lin!
Xu Fenglai narrowed his eyes instantly, observing him closely.
He had seen Gu Lin twice before, but only in photos.
One was sent by Song Niaoniao to Xie Qin three years ago; he still remembered Gu Lin wearing a black down jacket at the time. It was a half-body shot, and his first impression was quite unremarkable.
The second time was last month, in Song Niaoniao's office, in a family photo of three, and his impression wasn't great either.
As for now...
In late June weather, Gu Lin wore a loose white shirt with a matching T-shirt underneath. The shirt tails weren't tucked into his pants like Xu Fenglai's, but were casually loose, paired with casual black pants, and complemented by a shoulder bag on a lean and tall frame...
Xu Fenglai didn't want to admit it, but he had to say, at first glance, he looked like quite a handsome lad.
The key point was, he was very young.
