Gong Ting wore a dark grey suit, with a dark blue shirt inside, paired with a burgundy striped tie. He was very tall, with long and straight legs, a slender waist, and features as perfect as if crafted by a divine artisan; his extraordinary presence made him a sight to behold wherever he stood.
The coming and going guests all noticed him, his mixed-race features particularly eye-catching, yet he seemed oblivious to the admiring or affectionate glances, pulling out a chair and sitting down directly across from them.
The moment Leng Youchen saw Gong Ting, his brows furrowed deeply, displeasure hidden in his profound phoenix eyes, "Mr. Gong, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to also attend the wedding."
Gong Ting leaned back in his chair, his gaze swept past Leng Youchen, landing on Wei Anning, he chuckled lightly, "Not a coincidence, it's just that we both know the same people. Miss Wei, we meet again."
