Yan Siyuan had never questioned his own intelligence until that moment...
He thought, why did he have to pick a fight with Huo Feng? Why let Huo Feng drag down his IQ? Was he sick?
After dwelling on it, Yan Siyuan raised his hand and snatched his clothes back from Huo Feng's grasp.
Yan Siyuan, with makeup on, was gorgeous and enchanting, the very image of a femme fatale!
Plus, his tall and slim figure and delicate facial features made him the perfect seductive beauty...
Today, as such a beautiful and elegant version of himself, Yan Siyuan wouldn't allow himself to engage in a pointless squabble with a mad dog.
"After we go out, don't say you know me," Yan Siyuan said to Huo Feng.
With those words, he swished his long sleeves and walked out of the restroom with an impressive air.
The moment his foot stepped out of the restroom, a burst of astonished exclamations erupted from the doorway!
"Wow!"
"So beautiful!"
"Oh my God! Is that a 'brother' or a 'sister'?"
