Ji Wei walked toward the restroom in her high heels, and from a distance, she spotted that tall and upright figure leaning against the wall, his slender fingers holding a cigarette.
Ji Wei used to think that men who smoked were despicable, until she saw Gu Moqian smoking.
She found it unbelievably sensual and alluring.
His thin lips softly exhaled a ring of smoke, his refined face half-hidden in the haze, exuding a distinguished yet lazy elegance. Tonight, Gu Moqian was wearing a dark trench coat. His legs were long and straight, and he had on a pair of polished leather shoes. Even leaning casually against the wall, he emanated an air of nobility, effortlessly drawing the attention of passing women.
Ji Wei noticed several women stopping in their tracks, seemingly contemplating striking up a conversation with Gu Moqian. She hurried her steps to reach him first.
The woman glared at him with her round almond eyes, looking irresistibly adorable.
