Gu Xin froze for a moment at the sound, then turned to look, involuntarily staring blankly.
In her line of sight, Chu Yi strolled over with his hands casually tucked into his pockets.
Atop his head, he donned a grey newsboy cap, and was dressed in a suit with a shirt, the first three buttons undone, revealing a silver-white pendant and the distinct lines of his muscles, exuding a strange yet harmonious charm that blended the flair of an elite and a rogue.
It should be described as 'dandy,' right?
Gu Xin's eyes sparkled, but she quickly hid this reaction.
"Who are you?"
The moment Zhao Kai saw Chu Yi's attire, he couldn't help feeling an unspoken rage bubble within him.
Chu Yi chuckled and walked up to Gu Xin's side, reaching out to wrap an arm around her shoulders.
Gu Xin instinctively wanted to struggle, but upon catching the rich scent on him, she inexplicably let him pull her forward a step.
"What do you think?" Chu Yi said, raising an eyebrow.
