The thick leather belt crossed the buttermilk skin and formed a simple but large handbag for men. It was the best choice for Qin Guan, who always carried a pile of scripts everywhere.
Qin Guan looked at the other two scripts in the bag, which he always ignored. After a pause, he picked one of them up.
Before he turned the cover over, he heard of a familiar voice. "Qin Guan? What are you doing here?"
The man behind the bar counter was supporting his jaw with his hands, appreciating the beautiful scenery by the window. Three beauties of different styles were looking at the most handsome customer he had ever served.
Yin Yan spoke first. She was meeting Qu Xuemei and Liu Yan there to hear their news. Little did they know that they’d meet their favorite model there.
"Qin Guan? What a coincidence!"
Confused, Qin Guan greeted them. They are rivals. Why are they meeting here?