"Damn it, to think he dared to look down on us Asians!"
Song Chenbo wore an indignant expression, while a cold gleam flashed in Zhao Yuanzhi's eyes as he watched the other party.
"Miss Sofia has arrived!"
Just as the noble youth was about to say more, another shout rang out, followed by the appearance of a stunning beauty on the scene.
With wine-red curly hair, nearly 1.8 meters tall, and a pair of large blue eyes, her long eyelashes flickered lightly, and she had a high-bridged nose—all creating an exquisite visage like that of a sculpted masterpiece.
She was definitely a beauty on par with Alice.
As this beauty made her entrance, most gazes in the room once again converged on her.
Especially those men between their twenties and thirties, all eyes were fixated on her.
"Wow, another beauty, and I like this type! But why does she seem familiar?"
Song Chenbo stared unblinkingly at the woman, yet felt a sense of familiarity.
