The security guard at the door had already received the news. Hearing this, he quickly made way. "Mr. Peter, please come in."
Huo Shaoheng held two grouse in one hand, and the hare and pheasant in the other. Just like that, he slowly followed the aroma of the roasted meat to the barbecue pavilion.
Gu Nianzhi's heart was pounding, but she looked calm and composed. She sat next to He Zhichu and didn't move. She looked at the game in Huo Shaoheng's hand and pretended to be indifferent. "I didn't expect Mr. Peter to be such a good hunter."
"I often hunt in the Siberian winter. It's nothing to brag about." Huo Shaoheng's Chinese was accented. It gave people the impression that he was a foreigner speaking Chinese.
It matched perfectly with his identity.
He was indeed a drama king...
Gu Nianzhi was amazed. Her gaze involuntarily fell on Huo Shaoheng's flawless hands, and her mind wandered for a moment.
