First the feet, then a pair of long legs wrapped in suit pants, and finally the whole person emerged.
Cheng Zhirang walked out in a pure black suit, his bright eyes with a faint smile.
Gold and jade cufflinks, a sapphire-encrusted cross chain brooch, a lapel pin showing only a hint of silver, a double-breasted suit without any wrinkles.
Plus the hair that was obviously meticulously styled, the deepened features, the straight long legs, all combined with a slightly less intense smile than usual, made the two women outside squeal endlessly.
The remaining non-mainstream person shed tears of extreme envy.
[!!!!!!]
[caocaocaocaocaocao!]
[What, is he so handsome that everyone's language systems have failed?]
[Holding breath for too long while admiring the divine face leading to suffocation]
[I'm going to faint from how handsome he is! How can someone be this handsome!]
[Such an elegant suit brother!]
[These legs... I'm suffocating]
