His skin was pale and flawless, his features sharp with a hint of coldness. His dark, deep eyes glinted with indifference.,His eyes, long and narrow like peach blossoms, were slightly narrowed, his gaze as cold as winter, fixated on Chen Mengtian who lay unconscious on the bed, unknowingly clutching at him tightly.,Seeing him faint, Chen Da's aunt on the side let out a sigh of relief.。