"Oh, there's also a mixed-race one, very handsome and wild..."
Noticing the burning gaze, Keira Leaf's cheeks flushed a little, and she turned to Joshua Sulliven, saying, "Ah, why am I discussing this with you, you're still sick, you should hurry back to rest."
Joshua Sulliven's expression was extremely somber, like the calm before a storm, seemingly trying hard to suppress something.
Looking at his appearance, Keira Leaf felt even more amused in her heart, truly worried whether Joshua Sulliven would internalize his emotions and hurt himself.
"It's okay, just as well take this opportunity to get to know you." Joshua Sulliven pretended to be indifferent.
Keira Leaf nodded, not refusing.
Joshua Sulliven couldn't help but ask actively, "What about the remaining ones? What types are they?"
"There's a model, a painter, a wealthy second generation, and one is a college student." Keira Leaf spoke nonchalantly.
