Chu Aotian was not a man who took interest in women who threw themselves at him. At his level, almost every day someone would try to send women his way.
The girl in front of him was indeed outstanding among Asian faces, with curved eyebrows, eyes as black as ink, a delicate oval face, and porcelain-white skin without pores.
But that was not the reason he was willing to help.
He was willing to lend a hand because... he felt an inexplicable fondness for the girl in front of him, as if just seeing those eyes made his heart flutter.
He was very clear that this flutter was different from a man's attraction to a woman; rather, it felt like the warmth of a relative.
It was a pure desire to help her.
He instructed his men to escort Rong Yan back to his room, then before leaving, he withdrew the softness in his gaze, glanced at the woman who claimed to speak Chinese, and said blandly, "Are you from a mercenary group?"
"..." Meixi didn't dare to speak.
