Today, Tang Feng was as stylish and striking as usual, as if he wanted to let everyone know how dashing he was.
Compared to Tang Feng's high-profile, Gu Qingchen admired Rong Yu more.
It seemed that every time she saw Rong Yu, his clothes were more plain, but there was a kind of indescribable charm. It was as if no matter how plain the color was, wearing it on his body would make people's eyes light up.
Gu Qingchen did not realize that when she looked at many people now, she would subconsciously compare herself with Rong Yu.
"Why didn't you become a good guest? You came all the way here to attract bees and butterflies. It really is your style, Young Master Tang."
Gu Qingchen had already seen the gazes of many girls staring at Tang Feng. At the same time, those fiery gazes also burned Gu Qingchen.
She did not intend to be the public enemy of all the girls. She was already famous enough and did not need to be even more famous.
