Shuangming Mountbatten looked at Nuonuo with peaceful eyes, nodded with a smile at the two characters, allowing no one to glimpse his true thoughts.
"Hello."
"Please come in."
Shuangming said with a smile, raising one hand, turning around to clear the way.
...
In just ten minutes of conversation, Wang Nuonuo had to admit that the man opposite was like a natural master of atmosphere, perhaps this was the true aura of a superior.
He could notice every detail of yours in the conversation, and then seamlessly accommodate the other person's thoughts in the dialogue.
In moments when the atmosphere became a bit cold, he could perfectly reengage the conversation with his profound knowledge.
No wonder her father had always emphasized how outstanding the man before her was.
Indeed, if Shuangming appeared elsewhere, there would surely be countless women pursuing him.
