Cinnabar got red;

Chen Mi slowly retreated behind Fang Chi with little bun as sparks started to fly between Zhou Ming and Jiang Fenhua. Never before he has seen such a thing, he looked at Fang Chi who was slightly grimacing, while slowly backing away as well, things were going to get messy. 

No sooner did they think about it, Zhou Ming fired back. " Of course, it's more to my liking, after all this is what's trendy among the young masters of the town. I will never understand how can people dislike such an elegant atmosphere unless they just don't have fine taste, I am afraid that everyone will like such a setting."

Aka—— You are just as trashy as your trashy taste.