Fu Zhi was waiting for her bubble tea in front of the bar counter.
While sitting on the chair, Lu Yubai ran his eyes over her entire body from head to toe.
He had a flawless face. His skin was fair, and his slanted eyes that hid behind his gold-rimmed spectacles were flashing with suppressed emotion.
Lu Yubai had a strange behavior pattern. He had an intense obsession with good-looking people.
There were a lot of pretty girls in the world, but a perfect specimen like Fu Zhi was not something one could encounter every day. So far, he had only seen one girl like her.
Perhaps his gaze was too intense, as Fu Zhi squinted her eyes and turned her head.
When their gazes finally met, the corner of Lu Yubai's lips curled up slightly. However, before he could say anything, his cousin picked up a cup of bubble tea and averted her gaze. She rose from her chair as though she was preparing to leave.
