As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on the three people on that side. One of them, dressed in red, looking triumphant and wanton. He had a beautiful face and outstanding temperament. His beautiful lips held a subtle smile. For some reason, seen from his perspective, there's something strange going on.
Next to him was a young man in purple and another in an ornate dress. The former was baby-faced. His chin was slightly lifted, looking a bit arrogant. The latter was a chubby guy with a good-natured mien and tiny eyes narrowed into a line.
Seeing these three men's eyes were fixed on him, he folded his arms across his chest, asking. "You guys, what are you looking at, staring at me?"
"Song Ming."
