"Hey, kid, what are you staring at? Never seen someone as handsome as Young Master Ding?"
A flower bearer, noticing Ye Haochuan's gaze, turned his head and arrogantly shouted.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you saying? This young man is merely appreciating the perfection that is me, how could you be rude to him? You must know, anyone who appreciates me is definitely a good person!"
Young Master Ding quickly stopped the man, then turned again to look at Ye Haochuan. Upon seeing Ye Haochuan's handsome face, he immediately exclaimed with joy, "Ha ha, even such a handsome fellow is admiring me, looks like I've become even more handsome lately!"
Damn! So shameless!
Ye Haochuan felt a chill rise from the bottom of his feet, even his stomach churned, almost causing him to vomit on the spot. So, he quickly stepped back two paces and turned away with an unpleasant expression.
"Oh! Young Master Ding, it seems this guy is jealous of you!"
