Zhuo Xiangqiao watched the person standing in front of him, his face perpetually adorned with a smile.
No matter what was said to him, Zhuo Xiangqiao's face still maintained a smile.
Lian Cheng, who stood behind him, also showed no expression; ever since he entered, his face never bore any expression.
Young master Lian had always been the epitome of charming grace in City A, but now upon seeing him, it was impossible to recall his past demeanor.
Zhuo Xiangqiao glanced at the expressionless Lian Cheng behind him and discreetly nodded his chin towards him.
Receiving Zhuo Xiangqiao's cue, Lian Cheng's eyes deepened momentarily, and then he slightly stepped back.
Watching his actions, Zhuo Xiangqiao's mouth curved slightly.
"You!"
Frank saw the expression on his face and couldn't help but feel a wave of anger rising in his heart.
