So, a man in a bright red shirt, with an aloof pose and perfect hairstyle, can be captivating? Good lord, this man is so good looking... she really didn't know how to describe him.
Not feminine at all. He is at least 6 feet tall, slender, and elegant. His entire body seems like he's exuding high voltage energy. It's like wherever he walks, there's a red carpet laid before him with cameras snapping photos, and he always manages to assume a pose that's flawless from every angle. Could this man be any more fabulous?!
As for Hua Chu, he is unfazed. His gaze is fixed on Chenxing's face. Yes, that face—it was the same one as in the three photos sent to his phone that morning.
He strides up to Chenxing, completely ignoring the rich kid who is kneeling right in front of them. Shaocheng, who had been radiating light before, appears faded and dull now.
What can he do? Wherever he goes, he has always been the center of attention.
