"Camille is simple and passionate, like the sun. I think she's very suitable for my senior brother," Luo Qingli softly replied to Mi Lu.
"Yes! She's indeed nice, and moreover, very beautiful, with a face as delicate as a doll," Mi Lu also favored Camille. Most men can't resist the kind of sunny passion that radiates from her.
Camille carries the essence of summer, with a hint of coolness amidst the heat.
Now wasn't the time for Luo Qingli and Mi Lu to say anything; they just stood aside, feeling invisible.
"Camille, I... you clearly know I..." Zhuo Yihan felt a headache coming on. If Camille were the kind of insincere woman, he could say something harsh to make her stay away and never see her again.
