Only to see Zhou Yanhong looking left and right at wave after wave of people, with keen eyes like an owl, scanning through almost in slices, yet not finding the person she was looking for.
From time to time, a few fashionably dressed young men noticed her prey-like appearance and deliberately bumped over to strike up a conversation.
"Wow! Where did this beauty come from? Looking for your brother?" A young man with dyed red hair approached, a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, leisurely puffing away.
Zhou Yanhong looked through this man's face, her gaze skewed to a short distance behind him—wasn't that the person she was looking for? That person was lounging at a bar, drinking elegantly. A cascade of light blond hair draped partially over the back of a strong-textured black shirt, making him appear extremely sexy.
