Inside the car, Jian Qing glanced at the man driving beside her. His chiseled profile was stunningly handsome, and the corners of his deep red lips were slightly upturned, making her unable to look away.
The phrase "beauty is a feast for the eyes" emerged in her mind.
"Xiaojing, have I ever told you that you are dangerously good-looking?" Jian Qing propped her head on her hand and, unable to help herself, chuckled.
Quan Jingwu raised his brow nonchalantly, "Thank you for your compliment."
He really knew how to accept flattery. Jian Qing pursed her lips, "Narcissist."
Distinctive villas were scattered amid lush trees. One could feel remote from all the urban hustle and bustle when standing in the midst of the peaceful and vast surroundings.
Although Shijin Haoting occupied a large area, it only had about thirty villas. People who could afford a property here usually were not of simple backgrounds.
