The trendy man was extremely handsome.
With eyebrows like sharp swords and eyes like twinkling stars, he had an impressive stature.
But most importantly, he was incredibly ostentatious.
He was decked head to toe in designer labels, with the scent of perfume emanating from him.
Fiddling with a Porsche key, he looked at Wu Jie with a smirk that wasn't quite a smile, waiting for Tang Xin's response.
"Su Geng, who allowed you to sit next to me? Do I have to tell you what relationship I have with him?"
The moment Tang Xin spoke, her tone was extremely cold.
Su Geng cast a cold glance around, and immediately, many people who had been watching Tang Xin's live broadcast dispersed.
Clearly, this guy had a bad reputation!
"You rejected me, fine, but how could you choose someone so lowly? Just look at his outfit; it's obvious he has no house, no car, no savings—just a loser. What can he give you? He can't give you anything!"
