Under the gaze of a multitude of various eyes, Han Lie unfastened the single button on his suit with a reverse hand gesture.
The hem naturally draped, gently fluttering with each step he took.
Meanwhile, he smiled confidently and naturally, glancing back toward each pair of eyes.
Beneath the polite exterior was an unparalleled toughness.
Once he's in a battle stance, he doesn't care who you are!
When dealing with young second-generation wealthy kids, you mustn't show weakness.
Most young people often hold themselves in higher regard than they should; if you show even a bit of humility, they'll misjudge your worth.
"Nothing special" is always their first reaction at this age.
As she walked into the banquet hall, the attention on Tang Xintian heightened even further.
Then, many people were left dumbfounded...
"Is that Miss Tang?"
"Who? The Harvard beauty and academic genius?"
