The young woman in the off-shoulder bodycon dress was as stunning as a celebrity, making one feel utterly inferior at a glance.
Reflecting on the smugness she felt in front of the mirror after applying her makeup just moments before, Jiang Chengcheng felt an urge to hide.
The woman inside checked her out from head to toe and lifted her chin, "Come in..."
Having said that, she turned and headed inside, "Mr. Zhou, your little sweetheart is here..."
"So early?"
"What time is it, Mr. Zhou, aren't you being a bit harsh?"
"Where is she, hurry up and let us have a look!"
Hearing the noisy voices inside the room, Jiang Chengcheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
As she walked on, her entire demeanor was tense.
Silence fell in the living room.
A group of men and women looked at Jiang Chengcheng and then at Zhou Hecchen, remaining silent.