"Ugly, ugly, ugly…"
"Hmm, this one isn't bad…"
In the villa, Ning Fan lay on the sofa smoking a cigarette, watching a fashion show on TV, and occasionally making comments about the models.
Every time a model appeared, he would turn his head to look at Xu Ruolan on the other side.
Comparing the models to Xu Ruolan, Ning Fan immediately shook his head at the quality of the models, indeed, they couldn't compare to our own beauty here.
Time passed.
Seeing Ning Fan seemingly bored on the sofa, Xu Ruolan, with her stunningly beautiful face, hesitated for a moment before deciding to approach him.
Looking at Ning Fan, she said coldly with no expression, "Ning Fan, there's a banquet tonight, do you want to go?"
Ning Fan, focusing on the TV screen, heard Xu Ruolan's words but appeared very indifferent, giving her a chilling glance.
"No time, damn, 36E…"
Saying that, he returned his attention to the models on TV, absorbed in his observation.
"You…"
