Fu Yuchen noticed Lu Xiaoyou's gaze.
"Ferrari LaFerrari, there are only three in the entire Beijing, more than thirty million for the top model, and this one is mine."
The man boasted to her. Lu Xiaoyou raised her enchanting eyes, "Really~?"
As soon as she spoke, the man's bones seemed to melt.
"If it's real or not, why not come try it with me." As the man's hand moved towards Lu Xiaoyou's waist, she twisted slightly, circled around the man, and walked away from him.
Fu Yuchen was already captivated by her. He seemed to be pulled by invisible strings, following Lu Xiaoyou out of the dance floor.
Lu Xiaoyou returned to her original high stool. The Bloody Mary she ordered earlier was still there, untouched.
She adjusted her mask to reveal her stunning lips, untouched by lipstick, showing their natural color under the light.
Fu Yuchen's mouth slightly opened, his gaze tracing from her petite chin, her flawless jawline, all the way to her full cherry lips.
