A Confession that wasn’t Really a Confession (1)

"Young Master Huo is asking for your name…"

"My name is… Wang Shasha." That girl didn't think she would become the center of attention.

"Wang Shasha… what a lame name." Huo Siqian was speechless.

Why was he interested in her? Because she kind of looked like Huo Mian, just a little bit.

Her facial features didn't, but they were strikingly similar when she looked down onto the ground, and that was why Huo Siqian's attention was immediately drawn to her, even though there were countless women present.

"Come… sit over there." Huo Siqian patted the seat beside him.

Wang Shasha was in a daze, while some other models pushed her forward as they were filled with jealousy and hate. "Shasha, Young Master Huo is calling you over. Go on!"

"Young Master Huo, she's new and is a little slow. Please don't get mad if she doesn't meet your expectations."

Huo Siqian didn't say anything as he put his arm intimately around Wang Shasha's shoulders.