There's always something unsatisfactory, always flaws to be picked at.
Xu Mo secretly sized up Xu Qigang, his eyes moving from his eyebrows, down his nose, and then to his body, admiring the inverted triangle figure and long legs. He was utterly satisfied; this was the man of his dreams.
Xu Qigang's sharp gaze swept over, and Xu Mo immediately lowered his head, not daring to look again.
Just after eating, Xu Qigang was about to leave. When passing in front of Sheng Ning, he leaned over to her ear and said, "Xiao Ning, who is this?"
"The editor-in-chief of One Weekly, studied abroad."
"Oh!" Xiao Ning had already told him before that she was Rebirth and was writing a novel, so Xu Qigang wasn't surprised. He just frowned slightly and said with some discontent, "This person is strange; you should keep your distance from him."
"Okay!" Sheng Ning complied easily.
