C51 Can I Take It That You Are Praising Me?

Yih Qianbo was wearing just a white shirt, his suit draped over a nearby hanger, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, giving off a vibe of someone deeply engrossed in work. This was the first time Wen Mian had seen this side of Yih Qianbo, and it was a different kind of handsome—so unlike his usual self.

Wow