Wei Shiran's smile stiffened on his face, and his eyes gradually cooled.
Li Rao offered a polite smile to the man beside him. When she smiled, the man was startled, and it took him quite a while to react before he eagerly handed over his own phone, "Of course, of course you can!"
Li Rao accepted it, her smile deepening, "Thank you."
Wei Shiran lazily leaned against the chair, tilting his head as he watched her smile at another man, his gaze becoming somewhat inscrutable.
He shook a cigarette from the pack, and by his ear, the sound of the man talking to her, "Beauty, what is your name? How do you know our Mr. Wei?"
Everyone had also heard what Wei Shiran had just said, and they couldn't help but sigh inwardly that such a stunning beauty was treated with such an attitude by him, truly a waste of heavenly gifts.
But who was he if not Wei Shiran? The young master Wei had seen all sorts of women, so it wasn't surprising.