"Men are all the same, my daughter is so sexy and beautiful, definitely better than that Fang Anning. Trust me, He Tingchen will surely be moved when he sees you dressed like this," Chen Fengjiao said confidently.
Zhou Muyan pouted, angrily saying, "If that He Tingchen doesn't look as good as you say, and he's a very ugly freak, I'll go straight upstairs."
"Don't worry, my dear daughter, would I lie to you? I've seen him in the United States, he's even better looking than a movie star. Really, it's unexpected that He Tingchen is so handsome. Had I known earlier, I would have married you off to him, and what would have Fang Anning mattered?"
Zhou Muyan was slightly reassured after hearing such a guarantee from her.
Feeling absolutely confident, the two of them went downstairs together.
When they reached the stairs, Zhou Muyan saw He Tingchen sitting upright on the sofa.