Girls were all vain to some degree. If you told a girl that you were inferior to your love rival, she would of course become interested in your rival.
The two men exchanged glances.
Feng Shengyang motioned to one of them to arrange the balls on the table, and he said to them, "Okay, you guys can go out."
"Okay, Young Master Feng."
The two went out.
Outside of the room.
"What do you think this Young Master Feng is up to?" Having seen all kinds of people, Young Master Feng was the hardest person to read.
"Who knows. But think about it, Young Master Feng is such a player. Have you ever seen him get serious about any girl? The more he flatters a girl with sweet words, the less serious he is with her."
"Indeed, Young Master Feng is not someone we can understand."
...
Meanwhile.
