Glancing at Zhu Bufan, Xiao Fei'er noticed that although Zhu Bufan's attire was very ordinary, his eyes carried a profound depth. His chiseled face bore a semblance of an unusual expression, which made Xiao Fei'er unable to resist taking a few more looks.
"Could it be... he really is a man with a story?"
Looking at Zhu Bufan's side profile, Xiao Fei'er's interest was gradually piqued.
In the bar, Xiao Fei'er was definitely the center of attention. Even though there were many beautiful women and voluptuous dancers, none could match her.
But, comparing them to Xiao Fei'er, they were far inferior, both in figure and charisma.
Typically, men who come to the bar would be mesmerized at first sight, but Zhu Bufan's indifference baffled Xiao Fei'er.
The more Zhu Bufan acted indifferent, the more Xiao Fei'er wanted to discover what kind of man Zhu Bufan really was.
