Lin Chen looked extremely handsome now, dressed in a crisp suit. His handsome face carried a hint of world-weariness, holding a glass of freshly poured red wine, gently swaying it, with deep eyes fixed on Su Meier.
For women, this kind of cool demeanor is highly lethal.
At this moment, Bai Ying was furious beyond measure. It was unbearable for him because Lin Chen had made him lose face in front of his favorite woman.
"Kid, you dare say my music performance is terrible?" Bai Ying approached Lin Chen with a cold gaze, full of anger.
"Yeah, you're too arrogant, the music performed by Young Master Ying was so nice, yet you dared to slander him."
"I think this kid is just jealous of Young Master Ying's musical talent, that's why he's trying to gain attention."
