Even surrounded by a throng of girls, he maintained his composure, utterly unflappable, chatting and laughing with ease.
Facing such supreme beauty, even the most nonchalant daughters of wealth couldn't keep their cool and chattered around him incessantly.
At tonight's party, there weren't many young girls, just over ten in total.
Now, except for Pang Xiangwen's daughter, all were gathered around Lou Ning.
Pang Xiangwen's daughter seemed particularly out of place.
As she watched Lou Ning, her eyes flashed with an expression filled with both restlessness and jealousy.
She and Lou Ning were both An Zhenglin's children.
Her mother was also a tremendous beauty, but she didn't have Lou Ning's height, and her looks were far less stunning.
Seeing Lou Ning encircled by those unattainable daughters of privilege, she deeply wished she were in his place.
Sharing her sentiments was her twin brother An Qiuping.
