About seven or eight minutes after Mu Tingfeng left, Luo Weibing showed up, as expected.
Compared to a year ago, Luo Weibing looked much more mature. Perhaps it was because he often basked in the sun overseas, Luo Weibing's face was a little darker. He was no longer as fair and tender like a gigolo from before. Instead, he was a light wheat color and looked more healthy. Coupled with his dignified, brand-name casual sportswear, it gave him a mature charm that he did not have before.
Zhao Youlin keenly felt that when Luo Weibing walked towards her, many girls on the side looked towards him. There were even some who pointed at Luo Weibing and muttered to themselves with a look of infatuation. Those who did not know would have thought that some celebrity had appeared at the airport.
Unfortunately, Luo Weibing's elegant and noble young master's pretentious look did not last long before it completely collapsed the moment he opened his mouth.
