Therefore, Ye Lu roused her spirits to the nth degree, eyeing that group of rich and handsome men like a famished wolf. Normally, she wouldn't have the opportunity to meet these well-off guys.
That clever girl actually thought of coming to such a place to play matchmaker for her.
With her current conditions, if she can find a decent, not overly wealthy man, she would be content. After all, she wouldn't be able to handle exceedingly rich and powerful men. Such people tend to be complicated and might not even be interested in her.
Several of the men in front of her were quite good. Young, cultured, not too handsome that they attract a swarm of women, didn't seem to be playboys, and their dressing and demeanor screamed class.
Ye Lu's eyes suddenly lit up and she felt a tinge of excitement.
"Sir, why don't we sit down and have a chat?" Ye Lu stared, full of enthusiasm, at the bespectacled man in front of her, who appeared to be in his thirties and had a scholarly demeanor.
