"Look at that man, he's dressed so elegantly. I bet his clothes are very expensive. How could Mo Yuchu, someone so poor, suddenly have her arms around such a wealthy-looking man? Could it be..."
A girl looked at the group with doubt.
"She must be being kept!"
"Yes, she must be. I wondered why she was always so arrogant."
"Exactly, exactly!"
Ma Yixi squinted at the scene not far away, a cold sneer on her lips.
She had always said Mo Yuchu was not simple. No wonder she looked down on her brother; turns out she had hooked up with someone even richer. Look at that luxury car in front of that man, it can't be bought for less than a few million.
At this moment, the man they talked about turned slightly, and his face became visible to them, leading to a mesmerized expression.
Mo Yuchu held the arm of a man whose face was strikingly handsome, as if sculpted from stone, with deep, eagle-like eyes that were sharp and captivating.
"Oh my God, he's so handsome!"
