No way, Meng Cheng'an is too beautiful and loves wearing white shirts.
The snow-white collar sets off his jade-like handsome face, making him particularly striking.
Seeing Meng Cheng'an alone, Tian Xiang went over.
Even though Meng and Chen Yong both have the small villain label on their foreheads, Meng Cheng'an's position in her heart is unmatched by Chen Yong.
The place where Meng Cheng'an sat was a bit off, near the door.
And it was strange, other places were crowded to death, but his sides and front were all empty.
Tian Xiang: "No one's here, right?"
She was asking about the seat opposite.
Meng Cheng'an: "Are you sure you want to sit here?"
"What's there to be sure about? If no one's here, I'll sit down."
Tian Xiang said as she directly sat down; anyway, there was still a seat here, and she'd give way if someone came.
Meng Cheng'an stared at her for a second, his eyes dark as a pool, making Tian Xiang somewhat baffled.
"What? Is there really someone?"
