Lin Beichen was also sizing up Huo Ziyan, feeling a sliver of surprise in his heart. He had assumed Huo Ziyan would be one of those so-called tomboys or a girl with an ordinary appearance, but upon seeing her now, he found she possessed a unique charm.
She appeared to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, dressed in a white short skirt, yet she looked exceptionally efficient, exuding an indescribable mature woman's intellectual beauty.
"Interesting, this woman indeed has a certain allure." Lin Beichen's lips curled up into a smile. Standing by the side, Lan Zihe noticed Lin Beichen's gaze and shook her head silently in her heart.
"Men, oh men, always falling for one person after another, it's truly an unchangeable fact," Lan Zihe thought to herself.
Just then, someone suddenly exclaimed loudly.
"You...aren't you Mr. Lin Beichen? I really didn't expect to see you here!"
