Twenty minutes later, Lu Qing appeared at the doorway. Some people just have a natural aura, and his presence caused a stir. The women's eyes seemed glued to him, impossible to look away.
He walked straight towards a corner, and the women soon noticed Li Li!
If it weren't for that scar, this man would be very handsome too.
What kind of virtue did that woman in the middle accumulate in her past life to have two outstanding men surrounding her?
"Honey, this is my friend Li Li. Li Li, this is my husband, Lu Qing."
Introducing her husband's identity to outsiders pleased Lu Qing very much. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he exuded a sharp aura.
Li Li appraised this rumored formidable figure, his gaze slightly darkening, and extended his hand, "Hello, Mr. Lu."
The two shook hands, but between them was a sharp tension, like the tip of a needle facing an awl, suffocating to witness.
