The atmosphere around the whole dining table seemed harmonious and joyous.
After the meal, Mr. Meng looked into Cheng Lie's eyes and said, "By the way, young man, you seem to have an issue with your eyes. Why don't you let my wife have a look?"
When Old Mrs. Meng was younger, she was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Even now, she can't just sit around idly and occasionally goes to the hospital for consultations.
Cheng Lie heard Mr. Meng's words and after a while said, "Alright."
Xia Yuezhen frowned slightly; she had just glanced at him today, a young man wearing sunglasses. Xia Yuezhen couldn't see who he resembled.
But now, looking closely, she sensed that something was not quite right.
The next moment, she saw that man take off his sunglasses.
Those pitch-black eyes emitted a cold gleam, like a deep pond, dark and unfathomable.
Of course, that wasn't the main point. The main point was that he looked very familiar!
