It looked like he was angry.
Wen Jing thought he was being inexplicably weird, "This guy is really odd."
Muttering to herself, she didn't give it much thought and turned around to continue her work.
The young female cashier at the bar leaned in close to her, with a dreamy smile on her face, "The vice-captain from the LY Club, Zhou Sicheng, is also really handsome."
Wen Jing frowned, "Handsome?"
She turned to look out the door and caught the last glimpse of Zhou Sicheng's figure.
Honestly, she had never really considered Zhou Sicheng's looks and, in that moment, she even forgot what he looked like.
Her expression seemingly said that Zhou Sicheng was not handsome, and the cashier shook her head disapprovingly, "My goodness, if you don't find him handsome, who would meet your standards?"
Wen Jing didn't ponder too much on the hidden meaning behind the cashier's words. She replied literally, "Maybe it's because my first impression of him was that he's tasteless."
