Just like Chi Huan, many eyes in the room turned towards him.
The handsome man naturally commanded attention with an aura difficult to precisely describe, but undeniably, it was one that could not be ignored.
His hand remained in his trouser pocket, and with his long legs, he walked over with unhurried steps.
Stopping about a meter away, he lifted his eyelids to meet the gaze of the woman standing on the steps above him, which made her seem a bit taller. He tugged at his thin lips and smiled faintly, "Bai Song, I don't like you, whether fat or thin."
The woman's eyes seemed to dim instantly, but unwilling to accept it, she bit her lip until it turned white, "Didn't you say you don't like women who are too fat?"
