The man in front of her appeared to be in his mid-to-late twenties, with a head of short, fine hair that exuded a casual charm. His fancy jacket was left slightly open over a white shirt, revealing a hint of his wheatish complexion. With a straight nose and slightly upturned lips that curved into a mischievous smile, he embodied a rebellious—almost asking-for-a-trouble—personality.
Moreover, everything about him seemed to announce to everyone around that he was wealthy, the kind of wealthy that screamed 'rob me'.
Jing Youlan and Ji Shubai exchanged glances at the sight of him.
This guy couldn't possibly be Brother Jing's friend, could he? They'd never believe that Jing Chen could have such a garishly flamboyant friend.
But maybe... just maybe! It could be!
Watching the man walk confidently in their direction and eventually stop in front of Mu Lin, he bent slightly at the waist—a hand on his chest—in a gesture of impeccable gentlemanliness.
