Huo Heng walked beside Old Madam Huo, wearing a black shirt. The exquisite fabric wrapped around his tall figure, his dark-colored trousers were ironed meticulously, and his black leather shoes made a loud sound when they stepped on the floor.
Under his neat short hair, his eyes were long and narrow. His nose bridge was tall and straight, and his thin lips were sexy… This man was very handsome and pleasing to the eye. He carried with him a wild and arrogant air of supremacy. The contours of his face were wild and handsome, and his lines were firm and noble.
Almost everyone in the hall looked at the three of them.
Huo Heng supported Old Madam Huo with one hand while his other hand was in his pocket. He looked relaxed but his long and narrow amorous eyes were cold and arrogant, making people not dare to look him in the eye.
