This is outrageous!
Alright, I'm only twenty-one, and this guy must be almost thirty. He's completely clueless about what's non-mainstream or what performance art even is!
Talking to him is like playing the lute to a cow!
Qi Longbing slightly raised his attractive, sharp lips but did not reply. Only after a while did he say, "Are you sure you want to keep parading around in front of me in those pants with the torn seat?"
When he spoke, Qi Longbing maintained an elegant and indifferent, gentlemanly demeanor, yet his words were such that they inevitably sent one's mind racing.
Anger clenched Hua Xiaomo's palms into fists. She really wanted to beat this guy senseless!
But after considering something, she took a deep breath and suppressed the urge.
As the saying goes, the poor don't contend with the rich. If I can't afford to offend him, surely I can avoid him?
