The man before her was handsome at least compared to those present. Among Westerners in the eyes of the public, he was considered part of the handsome crowd, no wonder some say all the handsome guys turn out to be bad.
Could this be the classic "women love bad boys"? Mu Lin thought, this kind of bad, she dared not agree with; her grandfather was the best.
Not far away, the man slowly approached, merely glancing indifferently at Mu Lin and her companions, as if he didn't take any of them seriously.
But Mu Lin saw contempt in the depths of his eyes.
An upturned lip.
Mu Lin suddenly became curious—on what grounds did he show them such an expression; but looking at the people around her... well, there was indeed plenty of trash, she would definitely take care of them soon.