As expected, Chou Rong maintained his usual poker face, unmoved by the beautiful female before him.
Bai Wanwan continued watching the show...
Chou Rong's cold indifference didn't deter Zhuo Ling. On the contrary, she had seen far too many males fawn over her throughout her life.
In fact, Chou Rong's coldness only sparked a desire in her to conquer him.
His looks, his Talent, even his personality—Zhuo Ling found everything about this male incredibly appealing.
She intentionally softened her voice to its most delicate tone. "You've been gone these past few days, and I've come to see Aunt Lu every day, wondering when you'd finally return."
Bai Wanwan had been admiring the female's beautiful face when she suddenly heard her start shamelessly flirting with Chou Rong.
'This female is really something!'
'The females she'd met were all straightforward; they never played games with males.'
