She was feeling sympathy for Qu, when suddenly a full bottom squeezed into the gap between her and Qin Guan. Britney smoothed her blonde hair down and sat on Qin Guan's left without hesitation.
"Hey, I’ll also be cooperating with you..."
Are you flirting with the man before his girlfriend?
"We are having a hot party tonight. It’s perfect for a man like you. Will you honor us with your presence?" Paris Hilton turned his face to hers.
"Oh, Qin Guan, I know nothing about you. Shall we talk and get to know each other better?" Britney turned his face in a different direction.
They were too busy fighting over the attention of the Asian man to notice the smile on the Asian woman’s face.
Qu smirked. Cong Nianwei noticed her murderous expression.
Sandwiched between them, Qin Guan felt extremely embarrassed. The two women were staring at his face, their hands caressing his arms.
