Gan Yuan was pushed back two steps to the side, and as she looked over, she saw a tall white man turning around to look behind her.
His demeanor was no longer the rough arrogance he showed when facing her. Bending over, his tone was exceedingly respectful.
"Sir, the restroom is this way!"
At this moment, Gan Yuan had already turned her face and, with one glance, saw a tall man, walking slowly with the escort of several black-suited bodyguards.
The man was tall and while walking, he was taking a call. It seemed the content of the call wasn't to his liking, as his long eyebrows furrowed slightly, twisting into several attractive little furrows at the center of his forehead.
He was about the same age as Huangfu Jue, with neatly cut black hair, skin as pale as jade, narrow phoenix eyes, and a straight nose above his brightly colored lips.
That face could make even beautiful women envious, cursing themselves for not having such a delicate visage.
