"Mike, please don't fantasize about your opponent, okay?" Selena teased.
"I'm not!" Mike shrugged his shoulders. "I always thought that demureness is the quintessential trait of Eastern girls; that type is not my cup of tea."
Seo Fei had already been both ashamed and angered, her pretty face flushed red, yet unable to have an outburst. She quickly took off her jacket to wrap around the torn dress and hurriedly left the bidding room.
Two assistants were busy gathering their items and followed her out, while Selena and others had already burst into laughter behind them.
Passing through the elevator and exiting the Fulai Beauty Hall, Seo Fei was still grinding her teeth in anger.
"The jerks from L&L, I never want to see you again!"
A few people got into the car waiting outside. Leng Zimo, seeing Seo Fei wrapped in a jacket and coming in, his gaze swept over the half-torn hem of her dress peeking from beneath the jacket, "What happened?"
