Lan Xin Ai smiled faintly, not continuing the conversation with Chu Yiyi. When it was her turn to draw a card, she had just pulled one out when her hand suddenly loosened, sending the card flying.
Lan Xin Ai immediately bent down to pick it up.
But then, a pair of black leather shoes appeared abruptly, and the man bent over to pick up the card, looked up, and asked, "Whose card is this?"
"It belongs to Mrs. Xi."
Chu Yiyi pointed to Lan Xin Ai, her eyes fixed intently on him.
The man strode over, with very handsome features yet a somewhat androgynous air, his narrow eyes and sexy lips made many young ladies blush and their hearts race.
"Mrs. Xi, your card." The man's slender fingers lifted, passing the card to Lan Xin Ai.
His eyes sparkled like the stars, breathtaking.
"Thank you."
Face to face with the man's charming eyes, Lan Xin Ai felt nothing.
The man gave a gentlemanly smile and turned to leave.
"Wow, who is this guy? How come I've never seen him before?"
