Guo Feng felt something was off about this Xue Qian. When he saw that the account actually belonged to Xue Qian, he was completely floored.
'Is this Xue Qian cross-dressing as a woman?'
'Miss Cheng is Xue Qian?'
'What a player.'
'A real player.'
"Old Guo, what are you looking at so intently?" a friend next to him asked.
"The new Miss Cheng," Guo Feng said awkwardly.
His friend naturally knew what "Miss Cheng" meant. After all, he frequented the Extreme Bar and knew it was one of Chen Jincheng's creations.
"Let me see what this Miss Cheng looks like," his friend said, holding his drink.
Guo Feng passed the phone over. His friend took one look and said in surprise, "She's got a certain charm, but she seems a little on the older side."
"That's Xue Qian," Guo Feng explained.
"PFFT!" His friend, genuinely shocked, spat a mouthful of alcohol right in Guo Feng's face.
'Xue Qian looks this good cross-dressing as a woman?'
