"Our Little Chili actually came with a man. This is unprecedented!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. If I remember correctly, didn't a certain Little Chili say that she would never fall in love in this lifetime?"
"Is she going to eat her words in front of everyone?"
Ye Feng looked toward the source of the voice. It was a tall and sturdy man who looked quite handsome, like the handsome werewolf character in a TV series. The man was hugging two young models on his left and right, smoking a cigar as he squinted his eyes at them.
Of course, he was looking at Millie.
Millie was obviously an old acquaintance of his. When she saw his posture, she sneered. "Women are fickle."
"I suddenly want to fall in love again. What can you do?"
