The short, slicked-back hair guy with a flashy Rolex on his wrist had a haughty look on his face, his eyes slanted in a way that screamed arrogance. He acted like he was the real deal.
As he listened to his bootlicker's words beside him, he also cast a sidelong glance in the direction that the sleazy fat guy pointed at. Suddenly, his narrow, ugly little eyes started to burn with an obscene heat.
"Damn! That girl's legs, that ass, and that tiny waist... Damn, that guy's really hit the jackpot!"
Trailing about ten meters behind Chen Fei and the others, the short guy with the flashy Rolex, Master Jin, Jinli Sea, stared intently at Pei Wanning's firm, curvaceous rear under her denim skirt, and her porcelain-like long legs, his eyes lit up!
Swallowing hard, he gritted his teeth, and with an ugly, jealous expression, cursed under his breath.
His eyes, narrow and small, and his barely presentable face, were now twisted with jealousy.
