Ella Lacey walked up to him, maintaining a polite distance of three steps, a smile of an elder on her face, warm like osmanthus flowers.
And her clear eyes finally saw the handsome man's face up close; besides the fresh, tender collagen, there were his extraordinarily delicate features—the deep and enchanting eyes, the high and carved-like nose, the sharp lips like Barrett Baldwin's...
Simply a perfect golden combination!
Absolutely stunning!
Ella had never seen someone so handsome, of course, except her own husband.
But comparing her current husband with him, it's obvious the handsome man has the upper hand, after all, youth is an asset!
As she quietly admired the beautiful man.
The entire café fell silent.
Everyone was waiting for the handsome man's response, even the few girls he had just rejected couldn't help but whisper:
"She actually came to steal our fresh meat."
"Don't worry, the handsome man doesn't fancy us, and he definitely won't fancy her."
