Julian didn’t seem to hear the conversation between the two, and the handsome face that was enough to fascinate sentient beings had no expression, just helping Alana pick up the vegetables.
“Back then, Julian, Liang Yuran and Silas were called the Third Young Master of Beijing.”
Alana looked at Julian subconsciously, but he didn’t expect that he still had a piece of history.
“Of these three people, Julian has the coldest personality and the hardest to approach.”
“Especially those eyes, as cold as they were carved out of ice.”
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