Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Nangong Qingcheng faced Han Lengxuan's extended hand with an indifferent expression, showing no intention of shaking it.
"Hmm?" Han Lengxuan frowned slightly, forcing a smile, "Beauty, refusing someone's handshake is a very impolite behavior."
In Han Lengxuan's impression, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and ranks among the top of the elite playboys in Binhai. So usually, to pick up girls, he just needed to slightly show his identity, and those girls would willingly submit.
But unexpectedly, today, Nangong Qingcheng left him hanging!
Nangong Qingcheng still ignored Han Lengxuan, turning her gaze elsewhere.
This made Han Lengxuan feel even more annoyed. Just as he was about to take another step forward, suddenly, a figure came over, blocking his path.
Han Lengxuan was taken aback for a moment and looked up at Jiang Feng, who wore an expressionless face, and spoke coldly, "Who are you?"
