Zhao Rong felt very displeased.
He glanced at Su Xiaoxiao by his side.
At this moment, she was dressed as a scholar, and beneath the black hat was an immaculately handsome face that immediately drew the gaze of onlookers. They couldn't help but take a second look, and some even found it hard to look away.
And this was just her in plain men's clothing with a hat.
Zhao Rong felt that walking with her, he was completely overshadowed, like he was invisible.
It had been just like this earlier in the reception hall.
That man with the thick brows and big eyes must be the amiable Gao Yi, a friend of Liu Sanbian's, whom Zhao Rong had felt a sense of kinship with. When Gao Yi's gaze came over, it bypassed him immediately, fixated in amazement on Su Xiaoxiao.
Then, when they bowed their fists to say goodbye, Gao Yi finally looked at him with a warm smile.
Yeah right, he probably hadn't even gotten a good look at this young master's handsome features.
That won't do.