The female guest felt embarrassed on her own, her face turning rigid because Hua Hua was usually easygoing and even when teased, he was courteous to women. But today, this flashy man seemed to have taken gunpowder, being unrelentingly sharp-tongued. She didn't want to lose face in public and tried to dissolve the awkwardness on her own: "Ah? A woman more beautiful than Young Master Hua is really hard to find in this world, don't you all agree?"
A group of people echoed with laughter: "Exactly, the heavens are truly unfair."
Hua Hua, belatedly realizing, shrugged his shoulders, wondering why he spoke so harshly on such a joyous day.
He took a few steps, lightly picked a glass of red wine from a tray carried by a server, and walked to the deck alone with a touch of concealed disappointment, the perfect flashy man.
His hand slid into his pant pocket and pulled out his cell phone, leaning lazily against the railing, quietly fiddling with his phone.
