"Miss," the man with glasses saw He Jing and his eyes began to emit a green light.
Honestly speaking, He Jing was not bad-looking. She may not have been stunningly gorgeous, but she had a well-proportioned face and could be considered a girl with distinct features.
Today, He Jing wore a yellow dress paired with a pair of white leather shoes. Her long hair draped over her shoulders, and she had on a delicate makeup, emitting a fragrance that one could smell when getting close to her.
The man with glasses stood up, his eyes scanning her from head to toe, with a sycophantic smile, "Miss is looking good."
He Jinjiu was feeling irritable, and seeing the man with glasses acting like this, he grew even more annoyed, waving his hand and shouting, "You get out first!"
The man with glasses pouted and left the room reluctantly, looking back three times with each step.
