Beauty??
The debutantes all instinctively turned their heads in unison, thinking the man was calling them.
However, the young man shyly walked straight towards the modestly dressed and lightly made-up Miss Zhou.
He handed over his business card, "Hello, it's nice to meet you. In a few days, my family is hosting an opening reception, and I hope you can grace us with your presence. Would that be possible?"
Miss Zhou was taken aback, and before she could figure out what was going on, the man was called back to the reception by a group of wealthy heirs.
"Who is he...?"
Miss Zhou looked at the mixed Chinese and French name on the card, thought for a long time, and couldn't recall such a person in her circle.
