He Chen propped up his head with one hand and laughed coldly, "What delusion?"
"She's giving you the illusion that she's not materialistic, not vain, and completely indifferent to your background," Feng Yi tapped the table and said sharply, "When everyone around you looks down on you, Cheng Li's appearance will be mistakenly seen by you as a gift and salvation."
A storm surged within the depths of He Chen's dark eyes, turning his demeanor grim and wrathful.
Feng Yi raised his glass to him in a gesture, "Having seen many women, I can always see through their essence. What you like isn't Cheng Li, but the traits she deliberately exhibits. And those traits, Yin Mo happens to have, which is why she attracts you."
"You sure know a damn lot." He Chen, though unwilling to admit it, indeed found no reasonable grounds for rebuttal.
