Lan Lan and the girls beside her were very excited. They probably wished they could jump into Ling Limu’s arms right now.
Fu Xiyao looked at Ling limu on the bar counter. The light there was quite dim, but she could vaguely see the young and handsome face of the man. He was sitting on the bar counter, a cigarette burning between his slender fingers, he was smoking quietly.
The Man in the white shirt and black pants had a clean temperament, and he exuded the style and laziness of a 24-year-old man. Even if he sat there quietly, he would attract the eyes of all the women in the hall.
He was Ling Limu.
Fu xiyao had heard the name “Ling Limu”from her father and Rosen recently. So he was the new financial entrepreneur, Ling Limu.
At this moment, Ling Limu, who was at the bar counter, moved. His deep black eyes suddenly looked over.
Fu Xiyao’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t expect Ling limu to suddenly look sideways. He seemed to be looking in her direction.