The men were envious but disdainful, yet they could not stop the women around them from being attracted. They only felt that this man, who had failed in his proposal, was truly annoying, yet somehow even more enchanting to women now.
"Tch, what a joke, he was rejected by a woman in front of so many people! He has lost all his dignity, and now he is still trying to act cool." A rich second-generation son picked up a glass of wine, making sarcastic remarks under his breath.
Just as he took a sip, he noticed a tall, dark figure standing before him, exuding an evil aura.
He jumped in fear. Looking up, he saw that it was Third Young Master Jun standing in front of him, with thin lips that were slightly wet, a vicious smile, and carefree eyes resting on him.
He shivered uncontrollably, feeling a chill rising from his feet, paralyzing him completely. He felt like there was a knife at his throat.
