A heavy shadow enveloped Lu Feng, making it difficult to discern his expression.
Xiao Ai's heart was bitter, yet she still maintained her composure and a hint of hope.
Lu Feng loved beauties.
And she was not bad-looking either.
Would Lu Feng accept her because of this grand adventure?
Life is a gamble at every turn, and without taking a risk, how would she know if she could win?
Thinking so, Xiao Ai felt much better. She reached out to sweep her hair, releasing a rich fragrance from within.
She stood up from her chair, stepped past Mu Qingli, and walked step by step toward Lu Feng.
Lu Feng sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his handsome features obscured in the shadows, half-visible.
The gazes of the others gathered on Xiao Ai and Lu Feng.
To lighten the mood, Boss Zhu whistled loudly.
"Come on Sister Xiaoxiao!" Wen Lan cheered for Xiao Ai.