Originally, Gu Xichao was quite calm. Her delicate face had little emotion, and she didn't seem interested.
Surprisingly, the man's cherry-red lips stretched when he saw Jiang Yuan.
He smiled.
Though it was faint.
Gu Xichao put the wine glass down on the table noisily, he then walked toward Jiang Yuan.
The noise was quite noticeable.
Several of the second-generation bluebloods were shocked as extended their neck and looked in Gu Xichao's direction.
Then, they saw Jiang Yuan, and they were all astonished.
"A woman??"
Jiang Yuan wore a white dress today. It complemented her beautiful face, and it looked like everything was subtle and matching.
A slender, gorgeous man walked toward her, and he seemed as magnificent as an immortal.
The man's height and attractiveness were too outstanding. Many of the girls in the bar were secretly looking at him, and some were on the verge of approaching him to ask him out.
