"Don't tell me you'll end up taking a role that leaves people speechless one day. For example..." As she spoke, her gaze drifted downward.
Young Master Huo bristled like a cat. With a yelp, he instinctively covered his vital area and fled in a storm of shame and indignation.
Sister Yun laughed and snorted. "With that pathetic level of game, he still thinks he can rope me in and play me for a fool?"
Just as she finished speaking and turned around, she saw a tall, stern-looking young man. His handsomeness could only be described as enough to make both gods and men jealous.
Wherever he stood, he was like a star, radiating a light that could not be concealed. Yet, his eyes held the chill of a thousand-year-old glacial lake, capable of freezing a person to the spot in an instant.
Sister Yun had never seen a man like him.
She froze for a moment, her hand drifting to her chest. 'So this is what it feels like to be smitten!'
