Just a few minutes passed, and a female guest was standing in the corner, sighing in disappointment.
"Even if you can't talk to Seventh Master, it would be good to move around him so he can remember your face!" someone advised.
The sighing daughter from a wealthy family replied, "Seventh Master is used to seeing Miss Nine's beautiful face; would he even look at us who aren't as pretty as Miss Nine?"
"That's not necessarily true..." The person who had been advising the wealthy daughter sounded uncertain.
The daughter from a wealthy family looked toward the direction where Long Xiliang and Long Xingkui were, mumbling,
"The only one who could possibly compare with Miss Nine is probably Lu Xiaoyou."
Her words quickly drew laughter from those nearby.
"I know that Lu Xiaoyou; she's a popular star. She looks good, but she doesn't even have the qualifications to enter Rhode Island!"
