Lu Shifeng paused slightly, turned his head to look at her: "Where did you hear this from?"
Su Xingyu said, "I got lost on the way here and happened to meet her. Isn't she a pretty woman with short hair wearing white? I heard her telling the person next to her that she has a dinner appointment with you tonight."
Lu Shifeng squinted slightly: "Pretty?"
Su Xingyu looked at him blankly: "Yes, she's a natural beauty, with good taste in makeup and clothes, a real beauty."
In the dimly lit corridor under the crescent moonlight, Lu Shifeng's eyes darkened, staring at her repeatedly. She felt chills down her spine: "Um…did I say something wrong?"
Very good.
He let out a sinister cold laugh: "No." He strode forward.
